Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Oh, beloved please abide within my arms you are safe and secure so lie, within my arms. Come ride the turbulent wind inside of me throw caution aside and be, within my arms.
We walk the streets of Paris for eternity, not caring what day or time it is. Magical moments catching the light in golden drenched photos. You buy me a bouquet of red and white roses. Returning to our flat we take a self-portrait in… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Paris and Roses”
He does not realize how deep words can cut a fragile flower’s bloom until he’s said too much inflicting mental wounds.
DARLING, love me forever and I will do the same fill our nights with passion burning the eternal flames.
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