15/10/2024
Ahh my love, don't confuse me with the Miss's you find twirling in the daisy's,
For in my my mind there's a endless turmoil, voices that speak to me critiquely,
Speaking words of untruth, the banter often making me crazy.
There's a place that I yearn for here in the dark,
Where touches are like embers, throwing sparks,
A yurnibg to belong, if only but for a time.
Where my memories & thoughts meet as souls intertwine ..
Where there is no ticking of a clock,
No schedules to uphold,
A space where there are no boundaries, and only truths are told .
-cyns Raven
