Fronterizx. Ellx/Them. Feminista
Yellow is what I see every morning as it radiates in your aura. The planted seeds of love were given and created a flora. I will catch you with my rhythm of words that beat to the sound of my heart as told.
By Pico Del Hierro Villa5 years ago in Poets
“Grandma show me something beautiful,” I say She points to the red roses over the cracking wooden fence Thorns sharp yet flower so soft
