She should forget her passions and innermost desires incinerate her wants and needs build a gasoline fired funeral pyre tie them all to the killing stake burning away her emotions as her soul forsakes who she is. Advertisements
Come frolic my love cool Spring breezes whispering hot passion stolen under bright stars canopy sway my darling, to our song.
An evening meditation gives me the gift of a rainbow. Behind my veiled eyes, the colors burst forth in a brilliant promise of hope and love. I linger here, in the colors of my mind, waiting as they fade and disperse into the ether.
Sweet heart o’ mine, hear my yearning plea staring into your star struck eyes give me absolute hope, set my soul free to soar high in clouded lapis sky.
Spring’s birthday unveils cherry icing on blue sky
Queen of the garden
Laurels of Spring burst forth succulent grassy shoots nurtured by brilliant sun, cool rains
She tried in vain to ignore him but he filled the space with his massive presence.