Pure as the thoughts I have of him
I love you – and I found another way to say it
A bit of softness and water cinematography. Contains mild nudity. Not age restricted.
It’s the end of the world but I’m okay. You?
My walls are thick and dusty but he’s breaking through
An uplifting micropoem
One shot, one kill. Target practice. Unlimited ammo. Army strong. Wanna dance? Last chance…
Sending love and light to the muse (it’s been a minute, he might need it too)
Midday non-rhyme micropoem
dancing away my sorrows
Her beauty is misunderstood but not by me.
When hope is a rainbow, where love is a window (I love him my whole soul)
Simply a sweet micro-rhyme.
Do you guys meditate? This is the equivalent of me sitting in a circle with stone and giving us a journey to travel on… Freshly written this morning, freestyle. It was meant to be a non-rhyme but oh well, a bit seeped out. I hope you like!!!
dreams of you
Words with rhythm & rhyme about devotion
The moon and I, clothed in our own light, outcasts from the sun. We share a similar delight, that is of course the night. Alone, yet one. © Delia Ross. 2019