joie de vivre
I AM A HUGE LOVER. I'm a petite little thing, always have been, but there's a lot that makes up who I am. I like the little things, simple things, the things in life that people tend to over look. I find life to be extremely beautiful. My mind and heart stretches way farther then these arms will ever be capable.
I wish my blood was made of words, traveling through my vein like phrases. My body a whole dictionary, my organs novels and encyclopedias. I would breathe in letters, and exhale metaphors, bite into punctuation, commas between my teeth, soliloquies down my larynx, epistolary journals against my lungs, and poetry, like oxygen, around my heart.
I wish my blood was made of words, traveling through my vein like phrases. My body a whole dictionary, my organs novels and encyclopedias. I would breathe in letters, and exhale metaphors, bite into punctuation, commas between my teeth, soliloquies down my larynx, epistolary journals against my lungs, and poetry, like oxygen, around my heart.
