29 Nov
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29 Nov
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22 Nov
Swimming in memories of distant past.
A love of the ages that could not last.
His hand to cheek, her tears there spilled.
Fate decided, the runes were cast.
She called his name, as forced to turn.
Love of ages, her eyes forlorn.
No tender touch, no whispered heat.
Her rose was gone, now left with thorns.
“Oh loving source who rides the sands.
My heart is pure, my love will stand.
So I pray to you, on bended knee.
Sweet release, from times harsh hand.”
“Rejoin us in a future awake.
Where love is the law, at any stake.
He’ll wait for me, his eyes I’ll know.
In a different life, where it’s not too late.”
Swimming in memories of distant past.
A love of the ages that could not last.
His hand to cheek, her tears there spilled.
Fate decided, the runes were cast.
~Freya Moon
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19 Nov
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19 Nov
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10 Nov
Base…
Beating
Pumping
Screaming
Dreaming
Laughing
Crying
Feeling
Healing
Base…
Pulsating through my soul
Rising above it all
Pulsating through my soul
Rising… Rising… Rising..
Above it all
Base…
Changing
Connecting
Touching
Seeing
Creating
Being
Needing
WAKING!
Base…
The heart of me
The womb of me
The heat of me
The best of me
Becoming…
Base…
Pulsating through my soul
Rising above it all
Pulsating through my soul
Rising… Rising… Rising..
Above it all
The connected heartbeat.
Base
)O(
~Freya Moon
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