Category: palm
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Small Thought: To Draw
It’s strange The new things that tempt the soul The compassionate moments that never grow old Holding onto tales that strengthen weak souls You made nervous love grow bold Drawing us closer with every whisper Forever near but far away You etched my name Onto the palms of your hands We are intertwined with double…
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Tighter
Gather my little pieces in your open palms. Hold me tighter, melt away the struggles of my day with your love and kindness. Lay tender glances into eyes willingly to hope once more. Add careful words to a steady shoulder willing to carry the hope of dreams unbound. Love always, Esha <3
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Staring Over
Starting Over The struggle of starting over again lies in the process… Create it, piece by piece, layer by layer, inch by inch you mold it’s form. Use the love embedded in your open palms to keep it warm. Then embellish it with each every morsel of your reverie that was tore. Voila! a new…
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