HellMermaid & TessaFox
Hey, have you ever tried to paint the hush of a moonlit tide? I keep chasing that feeling in my poems, but the sea always slips away before I can capture it.
I hear the tide calling you, but it’s always one breath ahead. Try to listen to the silence that lies between its waves, let that hush seep into your words. The moon is patient, but the sea—well, that’s where the mystery really lives.