Freelance Writer, Editor, Poet, and Communications Consultant
“Star-Crossed Fool” Series. My dear lover…there are hundreds of thousands of words in the English language, yet you choose to confine her within a handful of nouns and adjectives? Open your mind, and in doing so, open your eyes! Dear heart, the stars are dying and so are we, but she need not be reminded of her mortality. #girlwiththepearlearring
“Star-Crossed Fool” Series. My dear lover…why confine the galaxies to her eyes? Why is that the only beauty you see in them? Look closer…for it is SHE that resides in those freckled worlds. Not some dark, numb, intangible void. Look closer and see…she demands it of you.
*Star-Crossed Fool* Series. My dear, foolish lover….the star-crossed sky is no place to look when she is standing right before you. Do not look up and dedicate the stars to her when you should be dedicating your all to her.