Give In
Ballads of Lost Lands
Mixed Media: Ink, Yarn, Wood
Invitation To Sleep
How many faces of divinity have you worn,
to call me to your door?
You let me burn the veils to ashes,
whose memories are now forever etched.
Now I see why you have cried so deep to let you sleep in me that night.
I do not know if this is an honor,
but I know this is the only reason for which I exist.
