Spoon time
Carving you is hard Let’s just say you’re not made from the softest wood Your fibers are beautiful and strong Gold and brown, woven...
Spoon time
Who am I without a mirror
Hunger for your skin
Floating on the waters of life
Bubbles
The journeys we dare
What could have been, is gone
Pain hope confusion
Ourobouros
Love is love
She burns
I am me