My blood Running thick Winter cold Causing a Mudding effect She walks in Flying into My welcoming Outstretching arms The moment Knowing she Is near Boiling begins My blood Instantly thinning Thickness leaving Her effect Leaving a Lasting …
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Wet Ink
This was my first attempt at taking my words and creating art out of them. My mind is on fire as I think about the specific ways I can create art merging together words, images, and ink! Hope you enjoy... …
Fire of Her
There was a desert wind Blowing that night It arrived quite suddenly Moving in from east to west Dry and bitter Jumping on me From the core Of the mountain itself Pelting exposed skin Violently transforming My budding expectations For the evening ahead This …