Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Some people are like dandelion spores in the wind. They'll blow anywhere. Love always, Esha
Long Ago Love
Photo by Marta Dzedyshko on Pexels.com Long, long ago Love live here It thrived in the hope Of fresh dreams It grew In the depths of dew drops Moving with the wind Clinging to the back of swift horses Waiting for a moment That expands beyond The reach of today Love that gave meaning To … Continue reading Long Ago Love
Blow My Way
Photo by Mikhail Nilov on Pexels.com There are days when I woke up to my boyfriend But I only thought of you If you were okay? And if you met anyone new? I dreamed that I would run into you In the city That we would have a second chance A last hurrah A final … Continue reading Blow My Way
Photo by James Wheeler on Pexels.com The path that led me here was filled with bristles, bounders and uncertainty I walked it alone Far from familiar surroundings with no place to call home But kept moving none the less There are days when I wonder why the sun beats down? Pressuring me with it's bright … Continue reading Hard Path
Photo by Skitterphoto on Pexels.com Money is temporary. It will waste away like dandelion spores blowing in the wind. It will cease to exist like silent tears pouring from restless eyes. But the love amassed by two people will live on through the annals of unbroken time. So make something worth keeping. Love always, Esha … Continue reading Unbroken Time
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