I write.
but was never put in writing.
I enjoy summertime.
yet the landscape makes a difference.
stars in the heavens
joining the dots
A light-giving moon
to my darkest evening.
sea waves
makes my heart race.
heed the guidance.
A waterfall
turn into a crisp for winter
among dandelions
My desires are fulfilled.
via a color
hue of your
My only desire
Is to become both you and me.
in front of the mirror.
items to make
I prayed.
assumed the part of an actress
that particular day.
My prince was coming.
YOU ARE READING
"Whispers of the Heart: A Symphony of Mixed Emotions"
Poetrypoem of nonstop emotions that you are going to relate
