Long years have taught her
The more she travels
Every place and no place are home
Knowing her weaknesses
Makes her fragile and gives her strength
Her heart is forever young
Even as wrinkles map
Lines laughter and sorrow
On her skin and many sins
Misc
They tumble and rumble
Wild, hungry animals
Ready to play
She’s his willing prey
He’s a predator
Ready to pounce
Ensnared by her passion
Trap by his lust
This game
Isn’t meant to tame
She’s both a classic beauty and unique
Fabulous and feminine in every move
Compassion and passion pump in her veins
Strength and sensuality spill from her smile
Love and lust beat in her heart
She’s the essence and embodiment
Of women
I travel
I search
For what, I don’t know
A new life, adventure, understanding, inner serenity
I find bits and pieces of myself all over the world
In stranger’s eyes, in their kind smiles
An in their cons and shams
I travel
I find
It’s your ambition
To be patrician
But you’re more
Rags to riches
Drop the bougie
And false bourgeoisie
It’s a cheap suit
You’re a poor substitute
He pops into her thoughts
Like a song on repeat
She doesn’t change the channel
Leaves his melody to play out
Trying to discover if he’s her favorite song
Or just a one-hit-wonder
She doesn’t march to the beat of a different drum. She grabbed the sticks and made her own rhythm and songs, ones that delight’s her. People call her odd, she shrugs and keeps dancing. If they can’t hear her music it’s their loss, not hers.
He smiles, believing he’s going to score. But this boy playing at being a man doesn’t understand; he and I, we aren’t even playing the same game
The preacher had a tall, wiry frame. One that made it seem like he could reach up and grasp heaven, balancing it in his palms. However, what he did with those hands, well that belong in hell…
The Internet an oxymoron
It brings many together while tearing other lives to shreds
It allows us to learn so much or it fills our heads with lies and shit
It spreads love and hate in equal dosages It is the modern-day yin and yang
(I know this is true, I read it online)
DK Marie 