Philip von Grave
Bio
I allow the guidance of the winds - winds of free form emotions through any form that sways the dominant beats of the heart, during that very moment; otherworldly, and earthbound, that brings out the natural beauty of our inner duality.
Stories (2/0)
With Each Breathing Desire
Incense blazing trails of clear white answers; guidance. She takes in the scent of everyday lies and confusion — left dry, drained and looking blankly into a future forward. Another night passes, replenished from worldly toxicity; she does wonder, from every time from beyond and under: 'Will I survive another chain of flesh or is this a blessing in disguise that's about to be uncovered?' — questions only the clouds would answer.
By Philip von Grave7 years ago in Poets
Rain
Let's dive down the formless arrays of the colours before us; taste the moisture of the hidden songs in every ripple, waltzing down every inch of these droplets, fallen from the heavens, waiting to emerge out of your traumatic spectrum — in disguise of dark clouds.
By Philip von Grave7 years ago in Poets
