Choose to know love,
so exhilarating
is the passion we live.
Miles across the woods
yet hearts align,
soul is felt
where we feel one …
still share,
love, is our forgiveness.
In my quiet solitude
I hold her mystique.
Choose to know love,
so exhilarating
is the passion we live.
Miles across the woods
yet hearts align,
soul is felt
where we feel one …
still share,
love, is our forgiveness.
In my quiet solitude
I hold her mystique.
I’m not sure what to do
with myself,
I’m looking out windows
winter’s sage,
filling the sidewalks and streets
people wearing high shoes
to battle the ice and wind.
Not sure what to do,
what I’m looking for,
seems always I am on some journey,
without a real destination,
just memory drives me forward.
Yesterday,
I couldn’t put two words together,
couldn’t make a sentence
out of all my anxiety.
I remember thinking to myself,
fraudulent again,
that word comes to mind quickly
when I second guess myself.
Isn’t that kind of the nature of
self doubt,
Don’t we all fall into these caverns
of self deprecation with no one
to talk us out of our demise.
Seems I’d like to pass on today’s journey.
Turning trauma into triumph since 1981.
Sometimes writing poems let's me forget about the huge sums of debt I'm accumulating while at college
"I feel the rush of your love through my entirety and I know in this very moment of my existence this is where I belong" - The Creative Chic
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