A cascade of lies led to his death with sonnets of rhymes !

The swelling on his girn was uncanny for his keen perception'

A victim with vengeance on their mind

Too, I tasted his lips.

Sweetly forged ,

Embraced  with betrayal

I’d like to think I am a force light ‘fusing to spark ‘ as dull is my presence’ deep within me is a light ‘ a light of hope that keeps me thriving ‘ a light of peace’ all forming into this combustion’s energy’ finding its way into a million stars ‘ as I form into this beautiful’ gleam .all that was negative is burned by the beauty of my ray ‘ all that was painful is decore with the illuminous of love

Once ‘ before the fog ‘
We’re Two lovers with a song
They thrilled with lust
They drowned with excitement
his presence brought light
Her eyes would light up
Like the morning star
Igniting ‘ crave
‘ Combusting with passion


‘ when all was sour ‘
She sought for his presence
Nagged  for his  warmth,
Urged his tender ‘
Like a dried well ‘
Her soul become thirsty
Her hips swelled
Her breast frigid ‘
Her eyes woven ‘
From the taste of his lips
The wrecks of that  was madness’
Her adorn become silent ‘

Yet life told her she was too bold ‘ for old regrets’  to soothing for an old flame ‘ to stern for a past fling ‘ -💕

Goodbye to my sweet tomorrow-

I long to yearn the love  of tomorrow
When you and I will clock with laughter
When the today seemly fades’
we’d dream of tomorrow’
The beauty of the Unkown
We’d kiss thrilling for freedom
Two souls with a yearn for mystery
As today’s shade drifts
Our tomorrow is surely ruminate

Her soul like a river ,
how smooth it feels ,
  How calm it is
,how gentle it drifts ,
  Her soul like a river
how it sooth’one ‘
  How soaking it drowns one   ,
yet it rinse ‘ me
  
The depth is hurling
  
  Its drowns with chaos ‘
  
Her soul is river ,
   With basin of love ,

yet she is a warrior ‘ in her battle –
her field  is fire yet she blazes with poise ‘
her words like bullets ‘
they merge like fury ‘
her eyes gasoline ,
yet her tears flame with kindness ‘  
her soul is a warfare’
the inferno is madness ‘
wounds of her past
now burn to dust ‘
in ash she rises’
like the midnight light in Summer ‘