Amelia looks at the water where moonlight transmutes into a flowy passage. She wonders how it would be to walk such path. Would it free her? Would it liberate all fears? She imagines fears released and flying away like colourful butterflies. Amelia observes the night, the fluttery rainbow leaving her…
Tag: path of no return
The hollow at the night’s end
All chiseled good looks you fix your hair with a half smile I stare You are that foreign confident puzzle you chose to be I let you be I let you stain my dream with superior charm and wit I will…