In a parched world that needs healing You are the shade of clouds that cool the relentless heat You are the expectation of showers that quench the fields’ thirst You are the cedar tree that’s a refuge in the storm... Continue Reading →
Who is woman but one on a slow burn gentle in nature with a roaring fire in her soul she's heated with compassion warm in tenderness ignites with desire and combusts if wronged Beware! She is but woman and one... Continue Reading →
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