She was like the spring, fresh as the morning dew...
Voices keep ringing in my head
pounding,screaming,bashing to get out...
Darling Luna, shine as the night drips by -
I'll miss your face at the call of the sun...
Tiny little pictures,that is all l had first.
And gave birth to all sweet mixed thoughts...
Sometimes when I look at myself
and I look into my eyes...
The warmth of this room
As the breeze so cozily...
~ ~ _ ~ ~
Light delicate...
Form - Free verse
Reading Type - Sadness...
Hey, I am talking to you
i have things to say...
Far away from lively crowds and that curious...
We cocoon in a quiet home where our feelings meet...
Melted marshmallow,
That's me when I see you here...
Those eyes are shimmering brilliantly with an...
Like a century of radiant obsession...