an ode to my mom
Lovely
I like these waters
The senses that are usually muffled underwater are so very clear under the water of your reverie.
It feels to me that this place beneath the water is not a place of fantasy, but a place where love continues searching for a form. The further I read, the more each image seemed to be holding something that could not be spoken directly.
This is a beautiful reflection. Thank you.
Lovely
I like these waters
The senses that are usually muffled underwater are so very clear under the water of your reverie.
It feels to me that this place beneath the water is not a place of fantasy, but a place where love continues searching for a form. The further I read, the more each image seemed to be holding something that could not be spoken directly.
This is a beautiful reflection. Thank you.