If Nature were a Woman and spring her youth, She'd cry for a Flower and die of sloth.

She always wrote of how she fell in love, but never of how she fell out of it. - to all the broken hearts longing to be whole again. sincerely, alyx ♡ - ♡ Highest Ranks ♡ #11 / 1.37k in Melancholy #23 / 1.37k in Poem #18/ 1.38k in Poetry ©️ alyxpoetry (sincerely, alyx) 2019

Some short stories and poems inspired by real events - with a tinge of imagination.

Fire burns fire. Stories in poems. A summary of life. All rights reserved.

lo·cu·tion ləˈkyo͞oSH(ə)n/ (n.) " a particular form of expression;" 《 a collection of poems and prose. 》 highest rank - #7 in Poetry ♡ #3 in Prose ♡