I travel on this journey called life with a rhythm on my mind. One night life whispered a poetic song in my ear & like a thief at an alter call I was reborn!! Destined to paint the town poetically me.
New journey to live for...
Open, hoping, timing, grinding, tempted, segmented... A poets course... A poets thoughts... All this may leave you breathless. Being censored if I did you'll never get this...I write for me to set my mind free. I entertain those of your so you can get through what your going through. I am Po3try inside and out...Journey with me.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Confused Soul
Standard love, luke warm hate. Is that something you can relate? Unheated hearts, tamed souls. Whispering pulses, throbbing convulsions. Tickling tears, sensitive fears. Broken adrenaline, shattered temptation.
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