life.evolve.her

Joined January 2020

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Today, I devour easily the words of song and sorrow.

Tomorrow, I purge on its beautifully raw and unabashed strength to cut or to cure.

Words are the altar of hope at which I worship and the articulation of a loneliness I long to exorcise.

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Shall we celebrate us?
Sometime in morrow, we shall go into town, out together. We shall escape during the late afternoon. The air shall be crisp, and the sun running to hide yet aglow with orange as it so often showcases itself as evening approaches.
By life.evolve.her4 years ago in Poets
Late Arrival & Early Departure
Dear Love, She’ll visit you tomorrow Spur of the moment Incantation of the heart She packs lightly – the less the soul carries, the more likely it is to survive -
By life.evolve.her4 years ago in Poets
Perfect Imperfect
I’ve met someone who forces me from all the rules I’ve come to know, Self-mandated contemplation of my own thoughts. Pure emotion mingled with sensations of the flesh,
By life.evolve.her4 years ago in Poets
Brooklyn in Hindsight
A fever was in the air Every man and woman … falling victim to its sparkle and glamour Moonlight and lanterns lit the streets
By life.evolve.her4 years ago in Poets
Polarity
They loved each other She and He always looked at one another ... With a keen sense of longing And urgency. When they met,
By life.evolve.her4 years ago in Poets