You make me feel in that beautiful shade of soft blue that only shows up on clear nights as the sun is setting. Beautiful. Happy May! Gabriela Tejada **Follow my Instagram @astronomicalpoet & Twitter @Astropoet22 ** All images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.
Tag: spring
April, the 8th
What I want most at this moment is to feel you.Your breath on my skin as I slowly close my eyes and allow my other senses a chance to get to know you.The softest of touch from your tongue.The sharp smell of your natural musk.The warm sound of your laugh.The smooth feel of your strong…
February 29th
Because not everything needs a Caption In that moment standing there on that cloudy Saturday morning I felt all that I needed to feel, and more. Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by Gabriela A Tejada
Hyperthermia
I’m scared to fall in love again. I’m terrified of free falling into the red abyss of vulnerability and acceptance. The thought of allowing you in while I’m still trying to see through my cracked heart hurts prematurely maybe it will never hurt but the phantom-like waves of drowning wash over me as my body…
Pray
We become so jaded in life so used to being hurt that anything else is terrifying. We write every interaction off because we think everyone is the same without understanding that, that then means we are too. As cliché as it sounds, everything happens for a reason. We meet people for a reason. We live…
The Being
Little situations alter it all, the moods the feeling  the thoughts the being.  from sunrise to moonlight, dimming rays and lessening shades of two-tone emotional extortion on the off railed tracks of the one-way train with the two-way cart to the unknown route. destination? seeping blue sea filled with silence. filled to the brim till…
Warmth
As the Sun warmed her skin and the spring wind danced around her She smiled, the Sun shines just a tiny bit brighter Now. Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me, unless stated otherwise.
The Ocean
Hurt People Hurt Others. Mending People Stop To Try To Understand. Whole People Smile At The World And Appreciate The Rotations Of The Everyday Motions. Some People Look At The Life Of A Wave As A It Crashes Against The Sandy Shores Of Coarse Reality As Disappointing. “Realistic” They’d Say. “Beautiful.”  She’d Say. The Unpredictability And Spontaneity…
