I dream of love
One as pure as my intentions
When intentions become unclean
Lines become blurred
Love becomes lust
And everything I once held disappears only to reappear when I need it the most.
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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!
