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
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
Its dark. So dark. I stumble. Just trying to find the light. Looking. Looking. Looking. Looking. Nothing. This room is empty. There is nothing in here. Suddenly a muffled noise. Footsteps. Stomping closer and closer. Screaming and shouting. Repeating the same words. Shouting. Ringing throughout the room. Getting louder and louder. Imprinting themselves into the … Continue reading Nothing
Quixotically Perfect 