Your moans lit the path
My lips strolled your skin
As the moonlight, held our wrath
~ADayDreamWriter
Your moans lit the path
My lips strolled your skin
As the moonlight, held our wrath
~ADayDreamWriter
Giving words to dreams!
In 2002, Retinitis Pigmentosa changed my life. This is my story of a slow approach to darkness.
"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart." William Wordsworth
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poetry
Discovering the World of Fine Art Nude Photography
Poetry
Poetry, Quotes, & Rantings
If you search for the light, you will find it.
"Diving into a writers soul is discovering the broken treasure and beautiful mysteries that make you gasp for air."
by Lize Bard
A Poet's Place | Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine is Publishing Poetry Submitted by Published & Emerging Writers,
Milly Schmidt
The intense thoughts of sassy and a vintage soul.......
Stories From Within
Poets bleed from the heart and soul
Love those Midnight Strolls. 🙂
…when the moon arcs the sky and the waves lap your feet… Oh yes, moonlight strolls, they are wonderful
You’re poking the fire tonight.
I am good poking this fire you talk about AND know how to handle it when it erupts 😉