a baby grand and her Rubinstein {poetry}

Credit: Page Lillian Open up my pages and read me like a book, Run your tired fingers up and down my spine, I’ll be the story that keeps you hooked. Find my inner lyrics, and sing me like a song, A baby grand that’s found her Rubinstein, You can play me all night long. Paint […]

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//the eyes you’re looking at me with tonight

  //Maybe I’m the path you stumbled across the moment you were sure you’d lost your way A winding road so unexpected, leading your tired feet to a brand new day Maybe I’m the dusty cloud, swirling around a world you once traveled alone, packing your lungs with every piece of me, a breath-filled trail […]

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