Wicked little boy with your pirate smile and smoky eyes.
Scheming with integrity, my little ingénue…
Seething with sexuality and grace.
Stalk me, my creature…
Interpret life according to the grand plan.
The devil whispering in my ear.
Come find me,
I dare you…
Tempt me with your pleasures.
Make me iniquitous and sinful too.
The angel on my shoulder.
Show me that I retained any ounce of purity.
Take me in your arms and tell me people are still good.
Salvage my broken mind, my seraph.
For it is still too fragile for this word.
Seduction is thy name.
I allure…you follow…
I’m the damsel…you’re the foe…
You’re the feral dryad that I must tame…
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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I dare you…
Tempt me with your pleasures.
Make me iniquitous and sinful too.
Fantastic write...cheers...love n luck...BHUWAN!!!