We used to write love letters. you were that tiny tingle in my mind, I was that spring in your step, We looked forward to each other. Not to seeing each other but being together. We looked forward to the time when we would be free from the space that separated us, You see, the letters were filled with heavy words heavy with light-hearted naiveté… too-good-to-be-true words… too-fast-to-understand promises… He knew there was a long line of suitors waiting to lick the dust of my

The Sunset is beautiful, it reflects my hue. The sunset is beautiful, I am too. The sunset is beautiful, but I’d rather look away. I’ll do to it what you do to me everyday. I could wrap myself up and tear me to shreds… instead, i’ll savour what’s left and shelve my fears. my imperfections are glass and their shards cut deep but i’m golden like the sun even when I shed purple tears… #art #purple #insecurity #imperfections #poetry #poem

So my cousin and I did this thing on Instagram a while back; he posted a couple of art pieces and I  captioned them with a bunch of rhyming words 😂. It was fun. Thunder my heart and thunder my storm. Thunder my veins they bleed purple venom. Feeling the sunshine and the rain, I’d probably relive it over and over again. I’d love to tell the lie. Rather, I’ll rattle the palm leaves and hope they die. You could take a swing at giving your own caption to this image in the commen