Spires of Holiness Burst beams through clouds Crisp air Refreshes my Soul Harps and Lyres Gruntled melody through din Tympanic sound Refreshes my Soul Incense and myrrh Invigorated scents through smoke Melded aromas Refreshes my Soul Chocolate and p...
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Sense of Love
The Seventh Sense of LoveMy lover comes to meAll my senses awareShe is the only oneNo other can compareThe sight of her warms meA soft glow upon her faceHer eyes wistful and calmThis vision that I embrace.Her aroma fills meThe sweet smell of her hair Wafting of her perfumeSmell o...
As The Sun Sets..
The ways of life death..."And the shadow of the day will embrace the world in grey and the sun will set for you..." ~Linkin Park, Shadow of the Day. The hospital walls, They surround her, all white, no color, all pain. The smell of death lingers in the sheets in the pillows in th...
Hidden Treasures
On this journey slow down, enjoy.Much beauty nature creates, for everyone to see. In the sky, over land, in flora, fauna, and the sea. As you look all around, don't merely advance. Slow your pace, peer, study, take another glance. Her canvas fills with changes, often very subtle. Not alw...
A Crown of Daisies
What is this day worth?This poem only available on Stories SpaceThe gleam of dew drops on snowdrops awakening the soil from slumber;The shooting myriads of rainbow arrows slicing through the waterfall’s rushing giggles;The fresh tang of salt sea air teasing and playing through...