Idée fixe

  It’s not enough to see you, I want to hear your voice, I can’t begin to imagine how sweet and gentile it would be. The sunlight reflects heavenly glows from your your hair. I want to breathe in your scent and let it flow deep in to my lungs. Your image is etched in to the caverns of my mind. I’ll never be free from your priestess empowerment. There is no other way to live on this plane. You are the end, the beginning, the moon, the sun, the stars and everything in between.       Don’t ever … Continue reading Idée fixe