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purple skies are calling.

purple skies are calling.

rose blush skies fading into a mauve daydream and she is on a journey between an orchid afternoon, and a lavender evening, but this hush is mulberry tangled up in aubergine, the perfect shade to unveil her latest spell — she is a moon gypsy and she speaks in shades of...
Namaste

Namaste

There is something true about the sun, something honest in the way it rises and sets, as if it knows we need a little light to guide us, but also understands that we’re a little dark too I remember in college, on those early mornings after nights I...
Merciless Skies

Merciless Skies

We used to chase hope under an empire of lights, the silver flicker of falling stars illuminating the night, but all the stars have fallen and each wish has been made Our minds are lost, and our souls have strayed And, there is no mercy in this moonless sky, our...