words

oxytocin

our eyes lock and the dark dilates by the pattern of disturbance in these deep waves...

what are we afraid of?

i built a mystery inside of me and saw a miracle in your eyes the life i wandered stood still...

highly sensitive person

i’ve been trying not to feel the waves too deeply staying on the surface of my sensitivity...

meet by the ocean

the shoreline bends long, like our moon’s rim shining light down on this open cove...

i've been asleep

i open my eyes  and we’re swaying side to side to the last song of the night...

spell

you wander in time with a curious mind are you ready for a pretty thrill?...