Moon and Baboon
On this moon, there’s a garden where I grow seeds given to me by my fairies. These seeds are gifted by different Muses, and I tend to them with love and care needed. With time, water, and sunlight, they grow to be a new version of themselves—ripe. I hope you like them.
At Next Sunrise
Pretending to be weak, Plotting every word before I speak, I let you think you have the power, I let you feel you are the master! Hidden within your empire,
Pretending to be weak, Plotting every word before I speak, I let you think you have the power, I let you feel you are the master! Hidden within your empire, A secret nest of another liar, Perfectly matching your vibration, An inverted mirror for a cosmic balance. My safety switch
Ghost of a Ghost
I can still feel your hand on my throat, I can still smell your scent on my coat, How do I run from a ghost of a ghost? Where is
I can still feel your hand on my throat, I can still smell your scent on my coat, How do I run from a ghost of a ghost? Where is the exit from this twisted road? My nervous system is on high alert, I should kneel down and pray first,