lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.

I wish to stay drenchedforeverin those rain-blue eyesin those...soul-reaching crystalsnot moving a musclenor breathingjustsavoringthis turquoise acheagainst my heart.

How strange and ironic it is- all the words i long to sayare lost in words.

this heart yearns...for the salt of unsmelt airunswept thunderstorms...unknown adventures.