AKA: singing in the dark ✧✦✧ an anthology of structured poems ⭒☆ A wise, little birdie once told me... ☆⭒ ─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── " Poetry is composed of whispers on the wind bits of horse hair and, of course the celestial fluff of purple cotton candy 🍬 " ─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───