touch.
I missed you,
I missed your company.
I missed your touch,
I missed you and me.
I still remember the first time you looked at me,
Our senses in captivated-
wondering what could be.
I knew we both wanted to be free,
Although when you first touched me-
I never wanted to flee.
His touch was sensational,
it was kind.
It was exactly what I’d thought It’d be
...Monday 11th January 2021 4:07 pm
presence
The bird rushed
past with nothing on its
mind but flight.
He'd arrive at his destination,
at some point in time,
It only took his might.
I followed the birds' motives,
I had let go.
So now I flow-
I let the light guide me- so?
Tuesday 8th December 2020 8:10 pm
Life & Love
It's all the same
and in the midst of it
all, my mouth was shut as I was
bleeding out, screaming in pain
Could you hear me?
Do you see me?
Still waiting to be set
free, by the
one who said he'd love me forever, yet
left me alone and led me to the idea
of never.
Tuesday 8th December 2020 7:39 pm
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