Native Girl in a Modern World

A kiss from the wind; sweet memories ascend from the heart as it cries under the weeping willow of time. Kiss from the wind; love & sorrow dance as one within, yearning for the soul to feel whole again...and again. Repetitive waves of emotion descend upon the crown; two as one eloquently spellbound. Fear of the unknown; heavily guarded until true love is shown upon the Kings return home. She lies in waiting, for his touch is the only one she wants to know. Vividly dreamt is a kingdom where love is meant to grow. All lovers' quarrels subside when his...

<span;>Loving a toxic mf is like a cave calling your name; you see it's dark & a bit scary...but there's something about it and you're not quite sure what it is. It feels so irresistible, curiosity is sparked. So...you go to it, you get brave & stick your head in to see more...it looks so beautiful on the inside that you want to go deeper. Everything keeps looking so perfect, this cave is so sexy and so nurturing. It feels like it was created for you and only you to find it. As you keep listening to the sexy whispers...

Everyone carries a percentage of pain. For some, it's such a small percentage; so minute that symptoms never show. For some, it's so enormous they don't know a way to deal with it properly. So, they end up seeking self-medication to numb themselves. And, it does work...not at first. Once that high sets in real good it eases the pain. That's why so many people smoke, drink, gamble, have multiple women and/or men, etcetera. That's why so many people have bad attitudes, quickly get irate about minor and major things. Next time you encounter someone who is seemingly having a...

Feeling like we're cursed; We're blessed on this earth. It's hard to see through the fog created from the choices we made. Thank God that we made it. Conflicted with suspicion; Put my heart in a vault. Running from the pain that made me crazy. You're still my baby.

Eyes black as coal, no longer can I see your soul. Ill prepared for us to end. Sudden loss, broken hearts, memories swirling...a tornadic storm of love. Hauntingly beautiful is the vision in my head. Rest my friend