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Tender is the Flesh

"He ran his hand over her stomach. She was 8 months pregnant" will ALWAYS haunt me.

The Beauty Beneath the Surface

Not just the glow that the world can see, But the quiet light that lives in me, A hidden fire, a tender flame, That softly whispers my truest name. So don’t be fooled by makeup or the beauty of the face, For what shines truest can’t be traced to grace alone or outer grace, If you cannot see the... read more

Candid Love

She who cries silently. She shines bright, though behind her eyes, She’s filled with fright. A heart so fragile and tormented- Scarred arms and fatigued eyes, She’s scared to be harmed. Her past is tomenting her, Though she continued to give love her all. She gave and gave and gave- Until... read more

A Love poem I wrote while not in love.

_The stars above glisten, shimmering light spilling across the sky. Love so rare, yet bold and bright. Beneath this hopeful sky lives a tale of you and I . not cold, not bitter, not bruised by the world we barely trust. Honeycomb sweet, tender and gentle. A love not only yours, not only mine, but... read more

Rain 🥰

The rain falls like a love song written just for my soul, soft, patient, and endlessly tender. Each drop feels like a gentle whisper against my heart, washing away the noise of the world until only peace remains. In this quiet melody, I feel weightless… free… as if the sky itself is holding me, and... (edited) read more

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