Yin yang twisted into our bodiesLove is the meaning of duality #blackouttuesday
America, America God shed his grace on thee
I feel the familiar tingle of energy electrifying my spine uncoiling from the base, slithering up and tickling my nerves. I am exploding with light
love laughing in cords of green tangled vines
I love the way we grow taller then smaller and twist over growing flowers from decay renewing and refreshing every single day
when the world is upside down and we wake to darkness in the skies this is how we know we've arrived.
let the tug of gravity drip from your sleeves, and the sun dry us firm and crisp till we are imbued and stuck in the light