Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
If I post my new poem on here are yall gonna throw tomatoes at me?
A lost cabin in the woods
The smell of tattered, old books
The way calathea feel between the finger tips
Its velvety existence
Musk of the cabins past life
The dust tells of it’s strife
it lies in the walls, the ones that don’t speak
What stories live among the antiques?
Here’s some poetry to hold down ya mental