lowridding

aquarius is the sparkling blue crystal you wear around your neck. her electricity is dazzling and remains a constant swirl around your chest. she is lime and coconut zest riding through the sunset on lowriders. her mind is an ocean of diamonds and thoughts from the breath of clouds, ideas spun from encounters with aliens and thinking in the language of constellations. she’s drunk on stars - dragging the light of the sky behind her as she flies