Free spirited and true.
I like running my hand down the spine of a leave.
I’ll stare at the clouds for hours
And count the stars as they whisper to me at night.
I won’t let you rein me.
Legions have tried
but only one is my Lord.
They say you can break the spine but never the spirt
So am I barefooted and fancy free.
I swim in the oceans and walk by the shores
Listening to the waves as they tell of there tales and secrets
The meadow is my bed
And the flowers and moss gather around to listen to Ng stories.
So much to tell
So much to learn
As the heartaches disappears
and black clocked in the night
I slip away
Fade into a whisper
Yonder yet again.
I just want your soul.
You don’t need to speak
Step into my hollow
By the willow lay.
I don’t need to hear your reasons
And not one mine
I don’t need love or hate
Just the flicker of a blade
Come let it be
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You hurt me more than you mean to
But I take it well.
It’s like I’m longing for a lesson
Beyond what should be spelt.
I like it when the words or lack of it sink in me,
I parade it under my facade all too well.
I let you walk all over me
Fresh wounds ripping from the swells
I like the taste of the blood as it flows
I shouldn’t but it helps me remember well.
I thought of you
Fresh vanilla beans,
the smell of rain pending…
I thought of your warm hands against my eager heart that was so willing to open up again.
If I was a time traveller
Would our paths reach out to pass?
Shall I savor once again the sweet memories of our love.
The moaning of dawn as she breaks the stillness of the night.
I’ll burn for your kindness and kiss all our fears away.
We live for another day
Wildlander, dreamer, fae.
I miss your candy kisses
The back of your hand
The way your hair curls in between my fingers
The smooth of your skin
Your smile that curves
And eyes that speak oceans
Faraway stories that only we share
Only we whispered
As under the stars we sang
I miss you.