All is well

At the time

I repeat

Whatever’s for me

I am ready for

Moans sound like

Intriguing metaphors

When he’s away

My bodies sore

This twin flame experience is a journey

& No longer a chore

As the days go by

Abundance grows before my eyes


A blessing in disguise

The naive died

A woman became alive.

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