unchained on a summer night willing to make it right rebellious with a calm fight burning bright smiling with delight as my muse undressed my soul. a little moment became hours like watching her bloom into a gorgeous flower willing to be devoured lucky me...

Reading red words

Late last night I woke thought of beauty seen then decided to begin reading red words that were spoke but it seems not many listen anymore. I thought of those who have reserved a suite in hell then I giggled aloud knowing damn well they forgot to ask forgiveness for overlooking flowers. Be blessed before... Continue Reading →

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