Poetry Inspired

"Think, imagine, dream, desire, everything is poetry inspired"

On my way home

My curls , like wild horse with no master

flying mane and worshippers

running free from  all control

Some brushing my cheeks some my dimples

impatient legs go unstable

giggling like

,innocent  kid at  the table

intentionally watching behaviour

today’s reward in front of her

Like  duck reaching its home  river

I live to feel ,

love  as the  pain

the kissing touch from  morning  rain

the longing gaze that hypnotise

Transporting soul to magic land

my  body conscious

The little things I would pursuit

now I can hold

Yet I am not done


pictures from pinterest

originally posted on my website :https://mypuzzleheart.wordpress.com/


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