Photo by Edward Eyer on Pexels.com It’s like rushing water touching my soul. A wet feeling comes over me then I lose control. That’s the thing about love it moves with fierce fury. Dancing on the point of a sharp blade. Poorly understood and it rarely behaves. It can be sharp like icicles hanging from … Continue reading Uncontrollable Love
Photo by Taras Makarenko on Pexels.com Fear has no place here. It's the opposite of peaceful. It rides passenger side with the spirit of anxious. Moving without notice because it lacks patience. But many cater to its needs anyway. They dread the night and allow the day to slip away. Afraid of the impending tolls … Continue reading Passenger Side
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