Turquoise moon: My unfinished poem
Turquoise moon, an unfinished masterpiece of love. Ink dried, hearts entombed. A ballad of longing and lost chapters.
Love Delicately
I can love you delicately In a coarse world And be the shield That protects you from it But there has to be a reason To let you in To make sure this fortress Doesn’t become our prison. » Read This Next: The Gift Of Loving Acceptance