Do I just want that physical closeness? Do I miss people's touch? I want the Enchantment. I want to enter the land of Faerie. Give me those beauties but more so the stirring passion, the mythical, the presence of a mighty cosmos untouchable to us. Give me life through illusion. I will have it no other way.
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Poetrysuppose Truth was a woman... * * * A collection of poems & thoughts about life and death and everything in between. * * * Disclaimer: Everything you read here was collected directly from my notes and journals, so please excuse any excess passion or...
