Tag: experimental

movement in the mist the faceless dancing to the rain

summer at dawn the thunder that wakes the soul

i dare you drown with me into the depths of bedsheets

this frail world is changing but the fractures remain

summer dusk the bitter end of holding on

melancholy is the game we play come bare me your soul

the temptation to slip into dark water depths and be free

the kindness of your eyes need i say more

summer thoughts burst into flames in the morning light

trail of black feathers that lead the feet across grey tiles