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 Rodriguez2 years 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.
