Evalisse Rae. Poems for the silent tears, hushed laughs, and soft turning of moonlight. Occasionally, Caelirae Fleur, if I'm feeling flowery. >< Welcome to my poem pocket, feel free to stay a while. Make yourself at home <3
If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them. — Henry David Thoreau, "Walden"