Red lips, Warm heart

The colour of my lips represent the warmth of my heart. The way you make me feel, letting my cheeks tenderly blush at the sight of you. This one, here, is dedicated to you. Dedicated to my devotion. Dedicated to your love for me. Dedicated to you and me. Dedicated to US.

Memories of a Bookworm...

There it goes, a warm Tuesday afternoon at Braeburn school. Quietly sitting in the grass for another one of our wonderful and original English lessons. This book is interesting, but I can see I'm not the only one enjoying it. An orange inch worm crawls, out of nowhere, to sit on my page. "Would you like to share my reading?" I whisper. Well, it seems quite thrilled to be invited to one of our delightful English classes, so I generously share my book with it. This shall forver be carved in our memories, us bookworms!

Soldier of the night

Soldier of the night,
For who do you fight?
Oh mighty godess of the light,
Standing tall, with much pride,
I look up to you,
Wanting to, one day,
Become exactly who you are.