spirit precedes everything
The women for a take sake. A women to give away. Feeble have no say. To be A stepping stone A harlot priestess a figurative goddess
By Iris V.about 10 hours ago in Poets
Only I know even when not knowingly how I wish to be loved and how I can love thee. Only me. Only you are the same behind every wall
Simplest single rose to a whole bouquet of women formal and insignificant I know, but rose smells even today to me... intoxicated by the soul deep red as the deepest well,
I found my dream, in the peace between his eyes, rests flamingos amber ember, feathers Trembling gentleness... I found a gorgeous child,
