Lunar Bloom of the Heart
The rain fell like a slow dance outside, blurring the city lights
Echoes of Lavender Light
The rain tasted like lavender tonight, or perhaps that’s just the
Salt and Shadow
The tide dragged at my ankles, cold but not unwelcome.
It’s
Echoes of Obsidian Sand
The salt clung to my skin, a familiar dryness that mirrored the
Fractured Sunlight
The sand felt prickly. Like tiny hands holding on, wanting to stay.
Echoes in the Rust
The salt tasted like borrowed time. It clung to her skin, a
Shards of Dawn
The sea remembered my name long before he did.
Each wave, a
Salty Secrets & Silk Skin
The salt kissed my skin, a familiar welcome. It always felt like
Salt & Ghosts
The sand still remembers his footprints. Not in a grand, dusty way,
Salt & Serenity
The sand still held a lingering warmth, a ghost of the sun&
Fractured Radiance
The salt, of course, was already fraying. Not the familiar grit beneath
Fractured Light & Aqueous Grace
The tide’s recession traced a Fibonacci sequence on the sand, each
