SEJR I KAMP

Far away He’ll go, I’m aware. He desires nothing else but victory. My divine masculine is nothing but kingly. I yearn to show and tell, how lovely his abundance appears. In front of my mind’s eye, so beautiful and luscious. Only he can conquer his fate, this minor battle shall be his knight in shiningContinue reading “SEJR I KAMP”

Mélomanie

It slips off me, Like velvety moss drip. I open my eyes To take in the sun. In my ear, something rings, With disheveled hair Turning to the side, My divine masculine sits. Engrossed in tones and keys, He plays a melody On a fair maiden beauty With his mind’s eye, he sees Lands elusiveContinue reading “Mélomanie”

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