sensei_whyte

I'm about to set it off 

TreasonGirl

Hello,
          I love your name. If I’m not wrong it is also the name of an actor in Hollywood, right? Taraji. 
          I love her acting. 
          
          Lovely Name
          
          I also like to mention: thank you for adding my book Enkindled to your book list. It means a lot. If you like romance then you should definitely check out my other book called “WedLease” (formerly known as “Accidental Husband”) on Inkitt. I update it there rather than here. 
          
          The link is below: 
          https://www.inkitt.com/stories/romance/292351
          
          Thank you again
          Hope you have great week ahaead.
          Jackie K Winters
          

sensei_whyte

You’re welcome 
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sensei_whyte

Yes that’s her 
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sensei_whyte

You fell I broke
          
          You fell in love
          With my flowers, 
          Not with my roots. 
          So when autumn arrived 
          You didn't know what to do. 
          
          You fell in love
          With my sunshine,
          Not with my sky.
          So when the darkness came
          You disappeared from view.
          
          You fell in love
          With my waves,
          Not with my sea.
          So when the water diminished
          You did too.
          
          You fell in love
          With my leaves.
          I fell for your whole tree.
          So when the ground began to break
          I did too.*

sensei_whyte

A Poison Tree
          BY WILLIAM BLAKE
          I was angry with my friend; 
          I told my wrath, my wrath did end. 
          I was angry with my foe: 
          I told it not, my wrath did grow. 
          
          And I waterd it in fears, 
          Night & morning with my tears: 
          And I sunned it with smiles, 
          And with soft deceitful wiles. 
          
          And it grew both day and night. 
          Till it bore an apple bright. 
          And my foe beheld it shine, 
          And he knew that it was mine. 
          
          And into my garden stole, 
          When the night had veild the pole; 
          In the morning glad I see; 
          My foe outstretched beneath the tree.