It happened again.
The thought of you.
Fading out with every visit.
Soft and easy.
Always flowing,
Always free.
🖤

I’m no poet.
I just write thoughts.
Thoughts created by emotion.
It feels right to write.
No hesitations, nor restrictions.
Words that just flow through me.

Easy and free.

like the sound of music.

I’m no poet.
Just the creator of my own imagination.

And she whispers,
That’s the beauty in it.
There are no boundaries.

🖤

Love is a knowing. ❤️
Taking my every breathe away.

Eyes closed;
My fingers gently glide across.

These Mountains of records;
Scattered every which way.

Breathe in,
As I browse through every artist...

That has changed the world. ❤️

You don’t have to be perfect.
Character is what makes it the most beautiful. 💛