Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Scribing thoughts in pale candlelight shadows dancing across the page passionate dark mysteries unraveling Is it my muse or my wise old sage?
Stars tremble in lustrous waters on a radiant moonlit night capturing the quaking essence of my soul’s divisive plight.
Waxing moon in a cloud laden sky oh, what secrets you could tell! Forbidden fruits savored in lusty sighs pulsing thoughts weaving a magic spell.
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