Tuesday, 14 May 2013

Wash the Sins Not Only the Face

Stolen time made for one another,
all that was needed.
A future to tend for,
like garden roses -
sometimes there are thorns.
But so beautiful the flowers,
that should grow, 
we take the risk,
for the sweet nectar.

I'm so used to seeing things, that feeling them is somewhat different. I don't know if that's what I want - but a new experience should always be welcome. And there will be so many.

"A new kind of daring; the danger over and so far away. (It will take new forms but that is okay)."


  1. I like feeling. Good feelings and bad feelings. They help me write better. Unless it's a bad feeling that just won't go away. I hate those. They swallow up all else until I can't even laugh at a stupid cat video!

    Love you to bits Mhairi <3

  2. reading your poem instantly reminded me of my love and how it flows in the flow of my life .
    thanks pretty❤


  3. This is such a nice post! Thanks for sharing.



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