It is okay to be sad…to linger on memories of what was.
I remember writing poems about you; creating a story with you at the center.
Pushing through Winter in a hurry to get to Spring…for what new promises would Love once again bring?
comments on labour, birth, and breastfeeding
I am a footstep on the sands of time, I am an ink mark on an empty paper, without stanzas, without rhymes
by Grant Fenton
Love each other like You are the lyric and they are the music.
Tasty, Plant Based Eats! By: Olivia Lydia
love, sex, happiness, poetry
Poetry gives insight to the world,it speaks to us in the rawest form.
I write poetry to express what's on my mind or how I feel
How to become a midwife, midwifery motivation and inspiration
Thoughts, inspirations, sensualities.
Erotic Poetry and Stories
My oasis in the desert of the living.
Thx to all the lovely people who spare their precious time, to read my poor texts🙏🏽🍀😘
I want to be rich. Rich in love, rich in health, rich in laughter, rich in adventure and rich in knowledge. You?
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