My Lord DJR,
Once I looked at a baby girl, who was playing and having fun, and my soul smiled because she reminded me of the things that I fight so hard for.
I wrote a poem last night, in the pale azure moonlight, that shows how unique my writing style is.
All my life I've been waiting for a writer, a one of a kind man, who can make me vulnerable and strong at the same time.
I am in love with the person whom I craved since the beginning. He makes me feel protected in his arms, which I find so damn stunning, salacious and soothing.
When I'm close to him I always look straight into his eyes, which I'm obsessed with. They are perfect. Today, from the hideout of the park, I was staring at the shady bench, how your eyes open with honeyed reflections, in the sunlight.
YOU ARE READING
𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓯𝓾𝓶𝓾𝓵 𝓭𝓸𝓶𝓷𝓾𝓵𝓾𝓲 𝓓.𝓙.𝓡.
Romance𝑨𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒊 𝒄â𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒖 𝒆ș𝒕𝒊 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒕, 𝒗𝒆𝒊 ș𝒕𝒊 𝒄ă 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒊𝒄𝒊, 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒓â𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊, 𝒔𝒊𝒎ț𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒖-𝒕𝒆.
