A heart opened in trust
Misabused by lust then
Thrown onto the dust
Has only one question
Preventing its healing:
Is love real this time?
A heart opened in trust
Misabused by lust then
Thrown onto the dust
Has only one question
Preventing its healing:
Is love real this time?
“Keep us distant…
But what if we allowed them to bring us closer?”
He refused any in his mind, and so chose to use his wife as an accessory.
Until one day denied again after asking, she told him that was the end of it.
“Full of kitty hair.”
(‘Aggressive” love snuggling – he loves it)
Subteranean movements
Careful as we go
While the orcs shamble quickly above
Trying to gain advantage
Over the unwary
“They stirred up the wrong Go’ram nest of hornets.”
“I am no waifly maiden…”
(Hoisting the heavy chain mail back onto her shoulders)
“Get used as reference associations in my posts, so likely are a type of repetitiveness magnified when exploring my blog’s contents.
Welcome to my mind’s seeking to remember itself, and my heart and soul’s quests to own their truth.”
“Three pizzas.”
She should have asked…
He should have offered…
“Why didn’t you help me?” she asked him, plaintively.
“You never asked me…”
“While many care, others despair – further dividing prospective union into factions.”
“Renegade Pirate Finds A Cursed Island Where A Mermaid Offers Him A Pact In Exchange For…”
(‘Cause THAT’S gonna go well…)