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bloom.

bloom.

we planted words and watered them with honey, our own little garden of love, lies and lullabies we watched them grow side – by – side we told ourselves that love would survive — it was either bloom or die (we chose to bloom) – ashley...
rebels with a cause.

rebels with a cause.

we were the rebel youth, the explorers, the reckless souls running into the wild we chased adventure restlessly and we found beauty in the most unusual places we believed that we could make a difference and we still do – ashley...
now, we burn bright too.

now, we burn bright too.

we wrote letters to the sun, heartache and poetry filled with confessions, stories and reasons for why we felt too deeply and fell too quickly we were dragon hearts and dandelion fuzz, graceful power and a shimmer of softness all beautifully broken and bound within...
you showed me the beauty of summer.

you showed me the beauty of summer.

there are people who seem made to brighten up the bad days, those with soft hearts who have a way of turning storms into a rain that calms the ache i am a snowfall soul made for winter, but you are the sunset in spring making me feel safe in your warmth ashley...
Sparks

Sparks

  I am tangled up in your shock and awe, the way you flicker and linger in my veins, the luscious darkness lit up by the surge of lightning in your eyes and the answering storm in mine -ashley...