just bliss. — finding serendiipitii

Friends of Dinlas

and you’ve never tasted the Universe until you count the stars that have settled in your irises, and match them to hers; there is harmony within their fingers, tracing black and white down their temples ancient symbols of becoming one whole and you would never have guessed, never seen it coming, if she had told […]

just bliss. — finding serendiipitii