Tag: freedom

warmth a fading memory shadows huddle along cold corridors

falling stars litter the coastline eagerly awaiting the return of humans

cast pain and suffering back into the fleeing fog

part faith part fire fills the winter sky

soul deep reflections only bring me closer and closer to death

faces filled with unearthly joy tumbling in the winter mist

the gods in one voice: winter be your greatest teacher

looks like the pigeons on the sill have decided the fate of humanity

torches dim and the monsters inside our head lay it down hard with desire’s vagrants

a sensual kind of danger in softness perceived by human senses