The Late Bloom

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Sunday, December 13, 2020

Oceans between

I flow free, Free to crash against the ridges edges of your soul, To evaporate into the tranquility of your love, for my heart to crumble on your shore, or to break free with the force of your waves. Me, your unsuspecting adventure; I melt into the immensity of your ocean, absorb into the unfamiliar... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, December 11, 2020

Unconditioned

She was my favorite puzzle. Though it seemed every time I had it together, she would come along, remove a piece, and place it in the wrong location. Rearranging the strings of my heart to hear a different tune. To her, it was always beautiful but, for my soul, some were concerts of sorrow. Reminders... Sign in to see full entry.

Along the way

The water ran dry at the end of the river, even though you were promised an ocean. Time spent tracing the way to your destiny only to be unable to reap its bounty. Drained yourself along the journey, dreaming of the moment you'll be replenished. The desert landscape was water by tears of turmoil;... Sign in to see full entry.

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