In the twilight's waning glow, she stands, A woman with a heart in shattered strands. Her love once bloomed, now lost in pain. Yet she dares to rise and love again. A curvy silhouette, a work of art, A canvas painted with love's own chart. Her body, bold, and fiercely free Embracing her sensuality. With … Continue reading A Woman Loved
I think it takes somebody pretty incredible to love someone who is broken. To look past those broken shattered pieces, those gaps and faults and to view the complete and the whole. They have to be a gentle and caring sort of person. To treat someone with so much care and not worry about getting … Continue reading Broken
And once more as the darkness engulfs herAnd the duvet becomes her comforting solance. A solidarity tear dwells and fallsRunning down the curves of her pillow hidden face.Shortly followed by the rapid succession of more warm anguished torment.Trying not to give in to the sobbingMindful not to wake the nearest inhabitant. Trying to rationalise with … Continue reading Apologetic Nectar
Quixotically Perfect 