moodscaping the midnight lullaby
The sound of a well played piano will almost always make me cry, if not beneath my skin.
Breath catches and time burns. Musky warmth reds yellows and golds.
A violin, blues of the sea. Green of the moores.
Flutes air, wind for the birds to sleep upon.
The greatest movement without words. Inspiration of dreams. A haunted melody. The beat that will always bring you home to your own plush velvety thoughts.
My lover and heartbreaker.
The saddest rainy day.
You're always there.
Breath catches and time burns. Musky warmth reds yellows and golds.
A violin, blues of the sea. Green of the moores.
Flutes air, wind for the birds to sleep upon.
The greatest movement without words. Inspiration of dreams. A haunted melody. The beat that will always bring you home to your own plush velvety thoughts.
My lover and heartbreaker.
The saddest rainy day.
You're always there.