I once watched the moon dance across the night with the stars
they moved from the east to the west with no discretion, and truly no regards
the moon was so full and the stars so bright
they danced in harmony across the night
such a beautiful thing to behold the workings of [ ]
to see [ ] creation unfold before me
truly I never do get bored
O' what is this mystery I see that reflects the majesty of [ ]
whatever the Truth is to be I know it's no façade
O' how I love to watch the moon dance across the night with the stars
I could lay under those nights forever and wonder from afar
-Sean Rivera
About the Creator
Sean
In all my writings my hope is that I can inspire others to hope unto Love, through one way or another
The Voyeur's Incandescent Reasoning
The woman sat nonplussed, in the Waiting Room. In a sort of daze, looking straight ahead patiently. She had already had three small breakfast's that morning and a nip of sherry, this was not unusual she would typically wait until an hour after she took her anti-depressant and was her morning routine. She was merely following instructions she assured herself, shifted slightly in her seat and feeling a little heart burn thought, maybe she should skip lunch. Dom had said to have the task done this week. She was well used to his methods and desired to get this over and done with soon. She glanced at her watch, smiled weakly at the Receptionist who was there for a moment and then gone.
By Canuck Scriber L.Lachapelle Author2 days ago in Fiction
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