I hope my love can reach him where he is in darkness, so he may find the right light
Stay in the light...
Alexander warms my existence
Sending love and light to the muse (it's been a minute, he might need it too)
Written of and dedicated to my muse, Alex Eb!
It's possible he's the best antidepressant in the universe.
Amateur digi art I made of my muse, Alexander Ebert. Making digi art is a favorite pastime of mine. ✌
The beauty of language it evolves but so does my love for him.
Written for my muse for the mere sight of him creates an alphabet in me + snap
I got hugs today on my birthday from my absolute favorite person in the world, GAVIN ROSSDALE!
A sweet little love poem that should have probably been kept top secret
I hope he is happy and I hope she knows how lucky she is
Poem about love and devotion, the greatest subject of all. 😚
Sailing straight towards his love... ❤
An eternity with you would still not be enough...
There's an entire universe in his gaze which heals my wounds and all...
He gives reason to life.
Do you guys meditate? This is the equivalent of me sitting in a circle with stone and giving us a journey to travel on... Freshly written this morning, freestyle. It was meant to be a non-rhyme but oh well, a bit seeped out. I hope you like!!!
I need him like Earth needs our Moon, my soul is in an eternal swoon.
My love was made for you.
This one is short but holds something special.
Dark hair brown-eyed boy get to know me There are fields of gratitude to plow The crown of my joy and topic of every story With you anything I'll allow © Delia Ross. 2019
There's always been something about you, that when I look at you, my soul just glitters; Gold energy that seals my wounds and puts me on display, at shops in LA Kintsugi for the soul A broken soul with golden tear trails It must look like a lightning bug on a warm Summer's day Every … Continue reading Kintsugi for the Soul
His smile is the brightest lighthouse in the galaxy And even on cold nights, as they always are without him As I'm bound in all my fallacies My chances looking grim He stops and says he enjoys the catastrophes And all is right again Have you felt his gravity Until the doubt sets in? © … Continue reading Tidal Locking