We are born to endure graceful suffering.
Cracking sounds. Difference in resonated pitches. Contractions, hopes of kisses. Dreams of wishing, a perfect misjudged world. Absentia. (Elimadey) Check my books out.
Burning too hot, a hugging blaze. I was too intense... they say. I can love no other way... Author page
You came... Came in... You came in And... I let you in! I was... broken Hopeless! I was... I let.... I don't, I won't Or will I? Regret it. Don't make me regret it, Please! You took me in your chest, You broke my defenses My walls, my fortress! I let you…Read more Draft poem. The Ruby Lioness