I broke free today Lifted the heavy burden that power of lust bewitched The hex spell rises off from my broad brown shoulders Vanishing like the dusty dawn sunrise’s As airy thundering silence pulse through my veins The mind eased, no more wickedness or wild wishes Goodbye to fancy fantasy fetiches
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Rainy night
Thundering breeze slaps the atmosphere Fraught anxiety amplifies fears No silence for this darken damp night Those shadows grow, shaken with horrid fright Gales rumble, whistling leaves tumble I long the hear tender drops reappear And the howling night to disappear
Afternoon rain
A soft scent so pleasant that I adore Akin to a sweet heavenly spring downpour Drifting by like dewy petrichor The mystic mist is so much more Its earthy aroma I cannot touch Nor brave enough to try and clutch
Ill Union
An ill union this confusion My wanderer is a flighty fusion Afraid to test their inner depths My lover leaves me consumed with regrets An ill union is my conclusion This wanderer is an unsightly illusion Was our time together a false fantasy To fuel ego and nourish ones vanity There can be no moreContinue reading “Ill Union”