Take me for granted and you’ll never take anything from me again.

with you time is all I have

Carrying all these wants and needs

On the edge of the darkest parts of ourselves. The rarest of friends pull us back. We tend to lack the words to articulate the gratitude we feel.

find me standing in a quiet corner opening up to the sky

you can take the girl out of the midnight moonlight but you can’t take the midnight moonlight out of the girl

In her pleasure she creates her own language—one that could coax scarlet hues away from an August sunset. One that could line her lungs with the moon’s own silver hues.

not everyone can hear the music of your soul

Shy little ghost flower blooming quietly in the dark.

i want to look in your eyes and see what happens

i have so many cozy places for you to warm up your hands

we are like the sun and the moon a balance between light and dark

without words my soul breathes your name

the girl with faded stars in her eyes

you and i are broken pieces of the same star

what is longing if not madness

My purpose is to be a warm anchor. Steady in my depth, soft in my presence, and grounding to every heart I meet.

To be consumed, to be worshipped, to be carnally devoured.

it does get lonely on the moon sometimes

One way or another, we're all hoping to be found.

Let it consume you (me)