When we speak
Without using words
Our actions say so much,

This is how we show real love
Without the need to talk or touch.

Our actions
Will always speak louder
Than any of the beautiful words
That we will ever say,

But only when our hearts and souls
Have a genuine pure love
To selflessly give away.

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

My body is a ballroom for my soul to dance in.
My eyes are shooting stars that claim the cosmos of my sight.
My hands are fragile vines of woven skin that grip the dirt and praise the earth.
My skin is a delicate mould.
My freckles map the constellations and tell the alignment of the stars.
My body is my home, that explores the wonder of the universe.
I am nature. I am art.

- A.F

I
Live2write
And
I
Write2live!

By Lady R.F.(C)2017

Choreographing words 
Into theatrical dances 
With her imagination,

Gracefully exhibiting 
All of her thoughts —
Using letters 
As lavish decoration.

Having them leap-out 
Onto the stage, 
Outside of her mind,

Hoping in each performance, 
“Her life’s story”,
You will find.

Lady R.F. (C)2015

If only
The colours of our souls
Could be seen;
Inner beauty would reign,
Truth would be born,
And honesty
Would need no words.

By Lady R.F. (C)2015

Solitude:
It doesn’t get offended,
Nor does it offend.
It doesn’t have expectations,
It doesn’t judge or pretend!

By Lady R.F. (C)2015

No two minds
Think exactly alike,
Our perceptions
Are always going to be different,

We see the world
Through our own eyes,
The outcome of our experiences
Choose what is significant.

No two hearts weigh the same,
Our pasts make all of the difference,

Whether we are light-hearted
Or heavy-hearted,
Being whole-hearted,
Rather than being broken-hearted,
Is always going to be our first preference.

By Lady R.F. (C)2017