you were never mine
and that is fine.
but before the stars fade and the dawn wakes the sky,
am I not allowed to think of you, wrapped in my legs, your arms around my waist….
The Boy Who Cries Wolf
Art and Lifestyle by Brandon Knoll
GRACE FOR PURPOSE
Mobilité quotidienne - découvertes & convictions
Understanding myself and the world I live in.
Le désir coule dans mes veines
Journey towards Inner peace, Spiritual, Life, Blissfulness
lest I forget
Feel The Fire; In The Inferno Of An Enigmatic Writer!
Poetry and words
Food for the Heart
Travel & More
I write poetry to express what's on my mind or how I feel
Aspire To Inspire
The Cricket Pages
giving myself a good talkin to