there is steel in your eyes
glinting behind soft miasma
someone played with your heart
then threw it into a deep ditch
like piece of used up trash
but it’s true , one man’s trash
is another’s precious treasure
i’d like to dig through the debris
and find if your heart still beats
with the rhythm of romance
there is strength in your shoulders
as you square them back again
did he place more on them
than god planned and created
feminine backs to carry?
could you let yourself be soft
just one more time, one more
chance to lay down with love?
your tender hands are work worn
sweet woman may i hold them?
your lips are parched with want
for moist kisses to revive them
the dehydrated desert of your need
cries out for a storm of sensual rain
i want to watch that steel glint
turn to soft reflections of heaven
in the eyes of a woman watching
her beauty reflected in mine
you are more woman than you know
more woman than he deserved
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Crystal Reed thought she had met the perfect man. Instead she finds herself entangled in a web of obsessive love and dark secrets, a world that has become tainted by deception and treachery.
Angela Calminetti, mother of five, New Age practitioner and gifted psychic and telepath, is proud of her family ties and does everything she can to make sure that all of her younger siblings are as happy in love and marriage as she is…whether they wa
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.