The world is too hot for me tonight. I have blisters on my heart from witnessing so much sadness around me. The heat rises from the pains of humanity and I suffer from heatstroke. I feel the fire, Fires all around. Some are oh so near, While others flame on distant shores. The stories ofContinueContinue reading “Blister”
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The Guardian (with audio)
Full image credit to Su Jian I am the guardian of your secrets The ones you keep inside The truth of who you really are All the things you try to hide I do not judge concealed thoughts Or the secrets that you carry You can tell me anything I’ll listen without commentary I keep confessions safe and sound I protect themContinueContinue reading “The Guardian (with audio)”
Simple (Published)
Image from Pinterest I know my words are too simple– My wholehearted “I love you” falls short any time I write it. Yet I feel compelled to release what’s dwelling inside my heart lest it consumes me. I don’t have an elegant pen like others who write perfect poems made up of perfect words enough to makeContinueContinue reading “Simple (Published)”
She is
She is the sweet sensual seductress She is the patience wearing thin She is the spark inside the soul She is the Secret Thoughts Within This is one of the first pieces I wrote back when I opened my WP account. Today I reached a personal goal, so it’s time to post it 😊 💜
I will be wild
Image from Pinterest Take me to where the music is, Let’s uncage what I’ve hidden inside. Keep your interested eyes on me, It’s time to release what’s wild. I’ll push my body up to yours,And along your masculine frame. Put your hands on me Baby,If you want to feel the same. Feel my hips pressed against yours,Watch shadows danceContinueContinue reading “I will be wild”
Life loves
Long drives and landscapesHarmonies and holding handsChilli and chocolate drinksLoaded fries and live bands Fireplaces and friendshipsHorizons and holidaysDaydreams and drum beats Poetry and a perfect phrase Netflix and Nutella Massages and meditationsWalking and wide streetsSunrise and sweet proclamations