Compelled by love, lost in passion , longing to be apart of something more then the here and now
I have dreamed and wished for a love that is the embodiment of pure mental passion.
The kind that seduces your soul, the kind that can consume your every thought , every fiber of your whole being.
This love is the kind the heavens will talk about for all ages to come. But this love I speak of has missed me. Has escaped my grasp. I still long for the kiss from the necture of love.
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PoetryThis is a collection of poetry about love. Pain, loneliness and heartbreak. Questions of why and how do one heal from a love that changed their life and their world. Maybe you can relate ,maybe these words place everything into words that you could...
