Where the river left puddles She twirls becoming one with moisture She beckons at me with a finger bite sexually A moment away am caught in this plateau Tree trumps evidence of past rich Foot after foot,past with present merge Am forced to listen to voices swallowed,in my silent walk Creatures had withered trying toContinue reading “Goddess”
Thunder rolls in waves..His palm strikes her flesh with each rumble
Subtle tactics were used by a player to disrupt an opponents game. I had seen her tactics, she had flashed her cards early . A slow grin forms on my face.
the grass has me split fixated, wondering which or whom to exclusively adore… Penny or her reflection on the glass panel