I’m convinced that the hard fought wars are internal
Ego, guilt and shame
Never dealing with hurt
Praying the next relationship won’t be the same
Many tender hearts are losing
In this game of love and war
Desiring a love that grips at the waist
And narrows at the feet
Knows when to communicate
And always remains discreet
Something that feels special
Because the connection is unique
Hoping for a love that cares out loud
But in regards to intimacy…
Doesn’t utter a sound
Utilizing discretion about what’s going down
Love is beautiful
But respect is profound
Love always, Esha ❤
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