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Parable of Celia She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun. She was wearing a sundress of white showing soft… Continue reading
The weeping willow Once we held love over all things. Love was holy and you were a blessing and a gift. Now like sleeping flower in the Winter. My feeble heart… Continue reading
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https://fox-and-lionheart.tumblr.com/post/147139222120/photography-sheridans-art-crown-hysteria She lived in the womb of dreams where most fairies go to die.Lost in deep abyss she seems to be,Accepting fear for a feeling undefined. Dressed in her…
Poetry- Love, passion and meaning. “I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only… Continue reading