The Beauty in Being Silent

Like the tree, my roots are planted deep into the earth, but still, I long to go home to where I belong. My eyes gaze towards the sky where heaven reside, where stars aligned and far far away, I know home is waiting for me, too. In the past, I wish to connect deeply with…

The Coyness of A Maiden

Beloved Miracle, I am not the type of woman who is going to kiss you on a whim, but secretly staring at your lips. I never understand how to grasp what I desire when it comes to intimacy. The awkwardness to make a move will immobilize me and make me coy. I’m shy into my…