In Another Life

I would need infinite words to explain my vast love for you, i would need infinite minutes and hours and weeks and years. I would need infinite moments to make you feel the depth of my love. I would need infinite hugs to make you feel the true warmth of our bond. I want our love to exist for eons and for it to end it when infinity ends ✨💛💙

" oh yes, i'm a writer " *doesnt write anything for 6 months*

I told you, you'll bloom again.

Seal my honey drenched lips, with your petal soft kiss. Place your heaven made palm on my feather dulcet skin. Let them words flow from your poetic mouth, and let them become tattoos on my sacred back. Just like the sea rumbles for the the passionate moon, and so do, i for you.

Anneshwa Paul🌻

do you still feel my sickness in your bones?

Hieu Minh Nguyen, from This Way to The Sugar: Poems; "My First"

[Text ID: I won't tell you how I survived the wreckage. / This story doesn't leave the ocean floor.]

“A poem begins with a lump in the throat.”

— Robert Frost

When all the grey settles, and the narrow lanes wane, the softness trembles- anger remains. -anneshwa 🌻

What do you do, when you don't feel your soul in your body? You wait for the soul to return, because it gets lost sometimes, but never forgets the way back home✨

~ Returning Home ~

Anneshwa ✨