a dusty rose
falls.
a new lover
arises from my ashes
same body
different mind
same touch
different blurred lines
now i'm made of silver
and
he of gold.
YOU ARE READING
Sun, Moon, and Stars
PoetryThis is a book of non/poetry A book of my thoughts, my feelings, and my everyday life. This started out about me but, now means so much more, this is for you, all of you. Thank you for making my wildest dreams come true!♥️ #961 in poetry, 2-8-18!
