To A Lover Not Yet Returned

I miss you. The way our faces stack as we lie on our sides, not yet ready to leave the warmth of each other's bodies; the scent of the oils gathered in the crease of your nose, your neck. I would like to nestle there.

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About The RAMBLE | Woman

I began The RAMBLE in January 2016, planning to grow it into my own unique little publication thing. Yet, as I’ve shared my vision and dreams with friends and family I’ve been encouraged to share some of my innermost heart pourings alongside travel-related writings. The RAMBLE is all about self-discovery through travel. It’s about what I come into contact … Continue reading About The RAMBLE | Woman