My sun dried hands clutch my heart of dreams. I look beyond my longing, forsaking lustful means. Consumed by sins of desires, I escape insanity by releasing unblemished charms. Soothing my sweet youthful soul, I reject the lust, but still hold on. Without dwelling on desires for sin, I release soulful thoughts within.
Good morning lovelies. Welcome to the third day of this wonderful and fun filled Please comment for a chance to win your choice of either my poetry book, or my true crime short story collection. Looking out the window, the cool air rushes by. No time for me it has, the leaves of summer on […]