They say that I’m a stubborn bull and this I can’t deny
Complicated, fascinated it might just be a sign
Yes I am a Taurus and I’m so down to earth
Ruled by planet Venus known since childbirth
Aquarius my moon and Aries my rising
Fire earth and air elements synchronizing
Emeralds my stone which trusts my intuition
Dependable and loyal marked by my inhibition
Jealous and possessive are traits that I neglect
Grounded by my roots because I know me best
Lily of the valley known for its sweetness
Practical and fixed known for my discreetness
Passionate by day and and a lover through the night
Change don’t come easy because I lead with sight
Deep down my heart is not made out of gold
But if you find, it’s made from emerald.
About the Creator
Prince Gray
Look no further because your boy has arrived. My name is Prince, but you can call me Princeton if your feeling classy (lol). I am an upcoming writer who has a passion to create. Always willing to learn and develop my craft. Thank you.
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I promise her. I'd do anything for her. She's my mom. Even as Lanie and Deanna are flying home, Mom is scrappy fighting dying. She lays too still in that too-big bed with all the toasty white hospital blankets, in the south tower, at the broad end of a long slow-turning corner that delivers me again to her private room with the view she can't see through, with the beeping that tells us nothing new, and all these ice chips she can't swallow, and a flood of well-intentioned nurses who cannot do a damned thing all the same.
By Christy Munson4 days ago in Fiction
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