Pardon me while I fall completely into your love; You smell like memories of my childhood and taste like the bright joys of my future dreams. 21 September 2019
Pardon me while I fall completely into your love; You smell like memories of my childhood and taste like the bright joys of my future dreams. 21 September 2019
And ain’t I just a woman? Not stereotype, not stigma – without suppressed energy and abandoned passions, just woman? Ain’t I just… Her, one who has no qualms, no regrets, just free to be exactly who I am, unequivocally? Should I not align with other stars of my ilk, and should I not seek all …
With just a simple thought, the firing of a synapse, the striking of nerves, the launching of cells, power emerges. The power to create – willed with only an unspoken command… rawness and rarity. The epitome of true talent; How beautiful the mind is that even subconsciousness affects reality. 18 September 2019
Palettes of unnamed colors that flavor the skies of our canvas… and temper the horizons where the terrains of our love meet the vastness of kismet’s (de)signs. written September 11, 2019
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity
BUZZWEED QUIZZES
Art Studio Dumfriesshire
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