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 Jul 2019 Sin
Sadly Kida
I dream of you in colors that don't exist
It's shakes me awake at night
Curiousity on soft toned finger tips
A darkest plum color
Like secret rose hips
A cursed tonic
Whispers in the dark wood ballroom
Serving drinks to those
Allergic to skin jacking cross spirits
I feel like a certain surreal automatic writing thing here that conveys a sense of place, a feel of being there, a certain quidity. I appreciated it.
 Jul 2019 Sin
DC Hall
The joys of solitude
have been spoiled by the love I have for you.

Walking silently in places unknown
use to excite and awaken my traveling bone.

Anymore it just reminds me
that my love is alone.

So wherever I travel
be it land
be it sea
It be not my home
if it lacks you and me.
 Jul 2019 Sin
Eloisa
Dreamland
 Jul 2019 Sin
Eloisa
A portrait of love
In the realm of fantasy
Our hearts beat in sync
Rainbow paints on a canvas
Only us, in bed, naked
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