A-Lit-AerationĀ 

Weakest when I wake. Temptation torches my tranquility. Spontaneous human combustion. Reminds me of my reality. Hitting my heavy heart hard.  Beat.  Fiercer flames form, from the fires of desire. I aspire higher, to astronomic ambition, as an arbitrary aftermath. Consistent human combustion, charges me through challenging changes and tribulations.  Tepid.  Soldering sparks soar smoothly through me, stitchingContinue reading “A-Lit-AerationĀ “