*Picture is my own photography*
the delicate threads
of my existence
are sewn from every sunrise
and painted onto
the canvas of this world
where oceans
are tangled in my hair
and poetry breathes
beneath my skin
waiting to be whispered
to you
Delicate Threads
The Creative Chic 
Wow! First, that photo is STUNNING. The lighting and the wood grain are simply divine. SO much texture and beauty. Secondly, your words match it so well. I love how you refer to the poetry breathing beneath your skin. ❤️
Thank you so much for a lovely and thoughtful comment. You’re truly so sweet ❤️
That’s beautiful…
Thank you so much…