torchesforghosts: ... until he became his own sun.
torchesforghosts: The sun, she held no answers...
torchesforghosts: The Stillness Of Becoming The Desert
torchesforghosts: And the sky opened like a pair of arms...
torchesforghosts: A Very Serious Portrait
torchesforghosts: .You can't take a picture of this, it's already gone.
torchesforghosts: .What we call our destiny is truly our character .
torchesforghosts: .I am the most tired woman in the world.
torchesforghosts: .There is a question I have been wanting to understand the answer to.
torchesforghosts: .oh, her eyes always fixing to tell me.
torchesforghosts: .between us who are dying, already.
torchesforghosts: Mary & Nyxie
torchesforghosts: .whenever she turned her steep focus to me.
torchesforghosts: .I have scarcely left you.
torchesforghosts: .the moment our bodies met.
torchesforghosts: .under your skin.
torchesforghosts: .each day with so much ceremony.
torchesforghosts: .In a patch of sunlight between the branches of a tree.
torchesforghosts: Sunshine among the citrus roses
torchesforghosts: Laughter always
torchesforghosts: aquatic filaments
torchesforghosts: .as whales.
torchesforghosts: .March days return with their covert light.
torchesforghosts: forever holding his breath
torchesforghosts: .so I wouldn’t forget the details.
torchesforghosts: .I've got this feeling in my blood that I want more.
torchesforghosts: the flower you tucked behind my ear
torchesforghosts: eucalyptus moustache
torchesforghosts: .I'm never able to move on.