loss of my highlander
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Read More loss of my highlanderWe Survived and Arrived – Now as Warriors We Thrive
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Read More loss of my highlanderdeadly this scriptintuit of rapturecaresses sensesmy lover, budssprout from poresyou touch me likestrings on a violinardent hunger throbsclimbing the peakwe meet yet againlike feeding pigeonsmy spirit, my heartonce again torn apart To continue reading, please visit MasticadoresIndia, and don’t forget to subscribe, like, and follow. Happy Saturday, my fellow WordPress, Twitter, and Instagram […]
Read More The Wanderer Live On MasticadoresIndiatender hope wrapped in silk balloonswith a blue-ribbon floret on summitsmells of cedar, musk, and vanillamourning life’s emotional buttonssinging like heron’s hypnotic danceyour avocado eyes cast like a movieshield me with ardor sworn eternally To continue reading this poem go to MasticadoresUSA and please don’t forget to like, follow and subscribe.
Read More My new poem “peak of day” on masticadoresusafading, my heart envisionsa ripe fig molting tan skinlying like a sad mason jarempty, left alone, with a scar odors float like memoriessparrows sing their hopeyour face a repeat movie reelfingers weep aching to feel To read the rest of this poem please visit MasticadoresIndia – Terveen Gill, Editor – Please don’t forget […]
Read More My New Poem “Enigma” Now Live On MasticadoresIndiafairies dance as fireflies light the sky with magicwhippoorwills call lovingly to one another in blue moonlightdancing in sheer purple silk, my limbs reach toward starsyou watch with growing anticipationwe are lovers in a nightly woven paradisespring peepers are gifting their birdlike chirpsseeing your eyes glowing green in the candlelight, I stopsitting on your lap, […]
Read More My new poem “dance of spring” now live on spillwords press nycleaves of many colors mingle to dispersea steaming bowl of porridge to feed the craving earthrain turns directions, as limestone clenches sea flowersour love flying with the peregrine falcons by the cliffs of moherusing night writing, molds of movement, on the blanket we once did share
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