with tattooed wings

[bennie2]

with tattooed wings,
in each entangled thing,
she lies.

[Odette]

A broken dream of the Faerie King.

[bennie2]

thanks for reading, odette.

again. i'm trying to condense a feeling into as few words as possible.

this one is the image of a possible love being present in every thought; weaving her way through my skull like a crystal spider knitting a fine silk home in my brain, entangling each and every thought like a captured fly.

[SmileGRL]

when i was a kid i had silkworms and i cut out all kinds of things for them to spin. i even gave them beetroot so they could spin pink hearts for me. i don't remember what happened to those worms. i probably forgot to feed them or my mom decided she didn't wan't worms in the house anymore. it doesn't matter. what does is remembering the joy i got by watching them for hours just spinning spinning spinning...that's the point isn't it...the watching. and the possibilities are still endless...