Where is my sensibility?

Sitting in my room, the energy is still with a touch of gloom. Pondering why my bedroom has just me in it with no husband or lover. My marriage has morphed into a passionless friendship. Therefore, I’m immersed with fantasises where someone will want me as their muse, their confidante and paramour. I offer a

Dear Lover

Here are the things I want to tell you but I know you won’t care. Firstly, I did truly adore you. I found you kind, warm and light hearted. Because of this I was able to open up and also get over my lack of confidence. I have a loveless marriage and stay for my

Ode to the Warrior

My warrior, you inspire me to write.How I love the way you see and embrace,Invading my mind day and through the night,Always dreaming about the marbles in place. Let me compare you to a golden bay?You are born wild, protective and dark.Intense breeze warms the sand dune dancers of May,And like springtime there is a

My Muse

1000 pieces to the puzzle My answer is not simple Mystic deep layers vibrate connection consumes Swimming against the tide break my chains , one travels Across the water to breathe and dance journey for peace, truth and grace Deep inside my beating heart I wandered through your eyes instantly surrendering sexual alchemy awoke, electrified