Month: May 2018

Salt

I am the restless ocean, you a tempest storm churning our waters into a whirlwind of wants plunging us into murky depths of desire where we linger, and soon surrender to that which our fates have conspired. Advertisements

New Moon

Hail, new moon mysteries, untold night sky glowing with starlight

Haiku: Serenade

artistry of dawn

Lilac Blues

Sweet bouquet Wrapped in nostalgia

The Light of Youth

When she looks in the mirror, she sees the girl like a bright beacon of light from within with rosy cheeks, and bouncing red curls and a body that was willow switch thin.

#Tanka: Love’s Victory

Standing before you In all my naked glory

Haiku: Pale Dawn

Spring dawn’s misty haze tranquil lake teeming with life

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