In your light, I learn how to love.
In your beauty how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest where no one sees you,
but I do, and that sight becomes
this art.
_Jalal Ud din Rumi
In your light, I learn how to love.
In your beauty how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest where no one sees you,
but I do, and that sight becomes
this art.
_Jalal Ud din Rumi
When you expect others
to be douchebags,
a sudden jolt of
kindness is indeed
a miracle.
Twerking to lyres of
profane pop,
sliding steps, bouncy
hips, oozing boobs
thumping beats
shaken to that 90’s
pace, grooving,
swaying to heart’s
desire, twirling neon
yellows,oranges
nasal notes, forget
jazz ,vintage melodies
or Chateau Petrus,
dive in cheap shots.
today night lets
struck those
90’s chords..