Seven teardrops a whimpering child dreams… Life of play
There are stars… by https://janedougherty.wordpress.com There are stars beyond the stars we see, And boundless are the paths they dance, … More
Darken soul, flowing wild those monsters inside my head, since a troubled young child,
i dreamt of love within a passionate bliss sealed as a loving kiss.. —
Broken spirits lost lives god’s loving banquet… —
i silently waltz throughout a delusional mind..
She stood in the doorway of my haunting soul…
To lie awake in a poetic dream..