Wilted blossoms –
Today’s fading beauty
Yesterday’s pride
I birthed
I cried
I laughed
I lived
I loved
I thrived
I hoped
I wished
I prayed
I dreamed
I worked
I saved
I shared
And finally
After one
Fleeting day
I died
I hid behind flowers
I ran in the rain
I flew to high heavens
Ignoring my pain
I dreamt of my life
I dreamt of your love
I dreamt of friendship
And hope from above
I will be offline from Thursday until Sunday evening.
Wishing you all the best.
💝
I never knew how much
I loved you until
You turned your face away
I never knew how much
I needed you until
You turned yourself away
I never knew how much
You meant to me until
You no longer were mine
And now I know how much
I love you
And I know how much
I need you
And I know that your life
Will never be one again
With mine
You pull me closer
Closer to you
My beating heart pumps
With the passion of youth
And I wonder if today
If today will be the day
When your lips seduce
The whole of me
I am transported
Closer to you
Closer to where I want to be
Closer to where I want to stay
And even though time has passed
I will remember –
Will never forget being
Closer to you
I remember the lurch within
My body being on fire
As if it was only but
Yesterday
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All the years
All the times
All the joys
Hopes and fears
Pass away
As moon and stars
And fading night
Herald in a
Fresh new start
Thank you to all the friends I’ve made, and support and encouragement this past year 💝
Songs of the ocean
Sounds of the sea
Whisper secrets of
Wisdom to me
Of all that’s past
And all to be
And all that is
Eternally
I wanted love
I let you in
I let you stay
Until I no longer
Could run away
And now the pain
The pain sears deep
And even though I loved, I lost
My tearing eyes refuse to weep
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