Do you ever read something written by you and months later you wonder what was I thinking? Is it just me?
Forbidden Fruit
He majestically came without attention pulling me deeper into his spell.My drowning breathe awakened with the sound of his voice . Deep in his arms with one kiss on the cheek he gave love a face. Now alive awakened with the quiet dawn of newness. Calmed by the measure of his intention taking flight towards the us we seek. The road to heartache a struggling shelter demanding refuge. My heart plunging into murky waters of despair for vows stand before my existence. He the forbidden fruit I shall never taste.
The Madness of Rachel
