The day he stole my heart,
I knew I'd never get it back,

So I stole his heart
As payback - never to be returned;
I'll never give it back!



By Lady R.F ©2017

I love the real me - the me I was born to be,
when I am surrounded by the forest trees
in the Australian bush lands,

I love the anxiety-free version of me,
when I am unrestricted and unrestrained
emotionally and mentally,
when I can breathe, as my chest freely expands.

I love the sense of freedom,
as my mind floats and dances through the bushes, like a precious, delicate butterfly,

I love the feeling of the earth grabbing
at my ankles, sinking my feet-- planting them deep inwards,
as I gaze through the evergreen canopy
into a perfect blue sky.

I was born
to be in nature's tender embrace,
if only you could see the satisfied look
on my innocent face,
when I am in the heart
of such a peaceful, magical place,

You would see an amazing, wondrous love,
as I let go and become a free little dove,
because the forests fits my soul
just like a second skin glove.

If anybody should be living in the woods,
It should be me!

City life has never cut it for me,
It's not where my soul chose to be,
Or wants to be.

I love being the real me,

The Rosalie,
that I was born to be!

By Lady R.F ©2017

Collect my broken pieces
off the floor,

Gather my tired soul -  
unlock my heavy heart's door.

Hold me tight
and never let me go,

Lift me high
whenever I feel low.

Protect me from the sources
of my anxiety,

Let me dwell within your heart -
my soul's only safe and secure society.

Fold me
into your warm embrace,

Cocoon me--keep me forever safe.

By Lady R.F ©2017

Red and amber sky
Tinges of blue
fading

Fire blazing sun
Slowly
cascading

Velvet clouds
Frozen in time
Like decorative lace

Holding their breath
Anticipating the illuminated moon
to take the restless sun's place.

By Lady R.F ©2017

Overwhelmed by a 20 year love
which is still ever growing,
consumed by pure emotions
that are out of my control,

Hand-in-hand
our two souls stick together,
meshed - inseparable,  
as one--we are whole.

Filled with pure emotion,
never lacking adoration,

Just looking at him
my eyes fill my heart
with complete and total fascination.

I fall deeper and deeper
as time goes by--as it continues
to tick away,

I love him with more intensity
and with more passion
every single new day.

I truly value our connection
with every breath,

I know my heart and soul
will remain captured by him
beyond my physical death.

I will take this precious love with me wherever my soul may go,

This love, so well, I fully understand,
and have truly come to know.

A love carved into my heart,
intertwined with my soul,
written from the start,

A powerful love
which my entirety
can never ever part.

I love this love
with each new gifted sunrise,
I love this love
with every memorable sunset,

I love this love
when it rains,
through bad weather,
and not a day do I ever regret...

That unforgettable day
that our hearts touched -
the day that our hungry souls attached,
the beautiful day that we met,
that perfect blessed day
is the day
that I will never
ever
forget.


By Lady R.F ©2017

She believed
that she was his moonlight,
every shiny star
that filled the dark night sky,

She believed
that she was his every precious sunrise,
unexpectedly, by surprise,
everything that she had ever believed
turned out to be a terrible lie.

She believed
that she was his oxygen,
that every breath he took
was keeping him alive,

She believed
that his every footstep
would be taken with her
by his side.

Her world was devastatingly ripped out
from under her feet,

Her heart no longer has a rhythm,
no longer does it want to beat.

She trusted him
more than anyone
she had ever known,

He promised
to love her forevermore -
but now...
she walks this world
all alone.

Shattered,
broken beyond repair,

Her perfect love
has painfully vanished
into thin air.

By Lady R.F ©2017

The wind bears with it stories
of faces, bodies, and stillness,
It's graceful yet forceful touch ,
which carries the birds.
surfaces stretching seas,
and sends a breath of life
to the flowers, grass and trees.*

Amanda. F (c) 2017