Sometimes we have to accept that garbage is just garbage!! We must let it go!! We must throw it out! Not all things can be recycled. Not everyone can change.
Hugs from Brooklyn
You can walk out of my life but you can’t walk out of my memories for they are embedded in my genetic makeup.
I know it’s you but you have no memory or else you would not have walked away.
Perhaps in the next lifetime you will remember who I truly am—-yours.
Sharing that special moment has exalted me to jubilee!
What I wouldn’t do for another glimpse of thee!
Ah, my precious loving one
Your mouth says one thing yet your lips
Your lips with their gentle kisses express something yet more wondrous!
To be held again by thee
Oh Yes! Oh Yes! Yes! Yes!
Is something I desire so ardently!
To deny myself is to place myself in bitter woe.
Alas my sweet tough one…
Speak! What says thee to me?
Don’t ever let anymore destroy your passion for loving. Keep living. Keep loving. The person worthy of it all shall arrive. Keep the faith. It’s a journey. Namaste my pretty people.
Hugs from Brooklyn always.
It’s time to spread my wings and fly
For on this barren land I’ll surely die
I’m going to really soar
Must search other lands for more
My end goal is to live and thrive
Even if I must scavenge to survive
I have no words for you.
I love you my pretty people. Thank you for reading. Have a fantastic day!