A Slave to Love
A whore to his bidding
She was in his world.
When the night went cold
She still had his love.
When he wanted her back
Heartache could stop but return.
Comment is about Benediction (blog)
Original item by Katy Megan
A Slave to Love
A whore to his bidding
She was in his world.
When the night went cold
She still had his love.
When he wanted her back
Heartache could stop but return.
Comment is about Benediction (blog)
Original item by Katy Megan
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Cynthia Buell Thomas
Thu 22nd Oct 2015 17:04
Some lovely lines, Katy, full of fine imagery and internal assonance, to bring to life your thoughts. And they do 'breathe'.
Comment is about Benediction (blog)
Original item by Katy Megan