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that wild, wondrous magic.

that wild, wondrous magic.

i trespass into late hours listening for wings, waiting for something luminous to pierce the night she arrives draped in the last summer green, all gypsy magic with flowers in her hair she knows every secret the dark holds, and her eyes shimmer with the light of a...
mookaite.

mookaite.

my spirit pronounces power ‘i wander, i wonder, i wish’ i am a poet falling endlessly, following a tangled trail of time into the beauty of the ethnosphere – ashley jane (Inspired by the mookaite healing crystal)
Fernweh

Fernweh

  She chases the messenger in a sky full of stars, explores forests just like the one etched on her heart Kismet chaos stains her curious lips, and wild dreams linger on her fingertips as faraway places softly call out her name, whispering of a sweet madness that...
Search For Adventure

Search For Adventure

We chose not our course Set the sails And followed the winds The seas and the words Where they allowed We sought the unknown waves crashing within our hearts breathing deep as we searched for adventure In an ocean of new wonders And possibilities unknown Alive within...