Just a person with some vibrant thoughts, passionate words, and a reliable computer.
- Mari (Luna)
A beautiful Oaktree
standing tall at the end of the garden.
The whispers of the wind
traveling through her bright red hair,
By Mari Rodriguezabout a month ago in Poets
It wasn’t an eloquent ball gown.
It wasn’t a conventional smock.
It wasn’t the smooth, velvety texture of satin.
It wasn’t coarse like the embroideries on lace.