
I write of love, lust and loss. Of tears, time and teasing. I ink scenes of seduction, sinister schemes and stormy skies. I dwell in pain, pleasure and passion. But I censor my truth, my needs, my dreams.
I omit life as it is.
©03/2019
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
I write of love, lust and loss. Of tears, time and teasing. I ink scenes of seduction, sinister schemes and stormy skies. I dwell in pain, pleasure and passion. But I censor my truth, my needs, my dreams.
I omit life as it is.
©03/2019
lovely. alliterative lines always strike me, it’s one of my favorite devices.
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