Flickered and Failing is Your Love’s Flame.

Flickered and Failing is your love's flame. Feigning a true lover's play, Leaving the marks of your stay, Telling me it is worth it more when I crave. That I am best when I am wanton, That true love exists in partings, That I am an over-reacting dreamer. I dream. I scheme. An unfettered virgin, [...]


I am a woman. You are bright.

There's nothing worse than realising you were the lone creator of shared memories. Left with a box of fucked up, rotten, festering dreams as your chosen partner turns and flees. I am a woman. You are bright. I am attracted to your flame, Like a dampened moth I search Through dark duskened daily revolving nights. [...]