The Muse ++ The Master | Multi-Media Artist.
The passionate lava that surges through my heart has finally departed. Maybe it’s cooled, or took it’s heat to somewhere new.
By Anissa Ocansey2 years ago in Poets
Agitated, aggravated, over your shit. Over your head, and under your skin. Tactical pressure is always applied What I desire will always be mine.
I’m expanding, sometimes outside of my own control. I’m not the furthest away, but I come in and out of your rotation, so I may seem cold.
By Anissa Ocansey3 years ago in Poets