If souls could speak, they would speak of buried emotions deep inside Scarred, broken, lost and alone
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On A Sunny Day
The Willow trees are dancing again upon the gentle breeze And the twittering birds are hiding inside the trees
Magical
Moonlite glow, upon a starry night Alight is the fireflies as if they are sprites
Tangled Mind
Bewitching beauty, she did not see it Wrapped in her doubts
On a Sunny Day
The Willow trees are dancing again upon the gentle breeze And the twittering birds are hiding inside the trees
Assumptions
But what I am is - Thoughtful Soulful Heartfelt
Untitled
Do not foment me in to a spat of words Reluctant to compromise, or just agree to disagree
“Consume”
With lips that breathe truth in my ear And naked tongues that sear Eyes that speak And hands that seek Restless spirit kissed my soul What you give it makes me whole Your scent is heavenly, I breathe you in As I softly touch your skin You stoke my inferno within Making my head spin … Continue reading “Consume”
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