When we are apart I am a riotous mess of emotions, Love crashing against a distant shore, Lust exploding from the depths of my being, Rage erupting with volcanic passion, An oceanic sob of despair. When we are apart I am a riotous mess of emotions, Until you take me...
This journey to heal the wounds of love is ongoing. I am surrendered to the possibility of the continuity of this journey throughout this lifetime, the endless flow of rising and falling, of ending and beginning, of cyclical experience each taking me deeper into my...
She sat in her boat, adrift on a still ocean. She had been here a long time, a survivor of storms, waiting for the way to reveal itself. In the last days, sunlight had appeared, soft and tentative, tracing ripples on the water. The fog, ever-present, faded into...
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