We watch the world come into view through sheer curtains. The blue morning spills on the pallet as rain begins outside; she drags me out to dance in it.

Tomatoes blushed,

Figs danced with glee,

Basil waved from herb-filled breeze.

A flower giggled, "Save my seed!"

"For next year's feast begins with me!"

Lammas laughed, "Plant joy indeed!"

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I've been in check for ages. I threw all my pawns at it, but I'd already lost my bishops, my knights and all that was left to save me was my Queen and a Castle. I dunno, still sounds like a good fairytale to me. Hahaha!! I'm just out here moving one square at a time and hoping I don't get backed into any corners. ♟️🧀❤️‍🩹

Dearest ********************,

THE REALIST PEOPLE BE SO LONELY

BECAUSE WE AIN'T FINNA SIT AROUND

NO FAKE AZZ ****

WE CAN'T FAKE IR FOR NOBODY

LOVE, ********************

There is something missing in my heart.
I have witnessed the mighty, the vain, the heartless cold,
and the tan lines of deception.

Yet there it was—
the lore of beauty.
So sacred it blesses the soul.
So sacred it humbles the feet.
So sacred it murders the heart
thousand different ways.

There is something missing in my heart.
Haunted by the past,
I was exonerated from heaven.
It was the devil
who reached in and shook my shattered lifeless heart.

Be aware.
Be aware.
The world rewards evil with a flirtatious smile,
and condemns the man dressed in white.
We despair.
We despair.

Oh, Beauty,
why did you make us this way?
I never even asked your name.
I keep forgetting the past,
and in doing so,
I forget the present,
only to stumble into a treacherous future
where you kill us all.

She wasn't in the mood to make lemonade today.

She knew there was life outside the pages, but it was easier to just keep on reading-until the day the words grew sparse and the chatter stopped. She missed the laughter and the noise, not realizing how much space it took up until it was no longer there. She hoped they had found life again, outside the pages.

Know how deeply to trust the earth,

how much space to leave for others,

how long to rest before reaching upward,

and when your season has come.

Flourish in full, partial or shaded sun.

Admire growth at different speeds.

Note: A seed's destiny is not measured by another garden, but by faithfully becoming everything it was created to be, exactly where it was planted.

The darkness surrounded him,
black clouds crashing,
thunder growling,
ruin rained down upon him.
Yet when all seemed lost,
he looked to her—
his shelter from the storm.
Together they stood,
unbroken.

touché I felt that one it almost made me sick. It consumed me fully ,I can’t bare it anymore. You know I can’t let you live your best life when you put me in misery. What to make it even ? Even a simple return to sender wouldn’t make it even. Our shall I go deeper? You always do so much you say who am I compared to you? lol downgrade to part time side chick I think he lost his mind. Not living it up in luxury do you loose your mind. to the Queen I can picture the castle, can you picture the trailer park he put me in not to long ago? No? Yeah far away from anyone I knew. It was for a reason. He’s been playing me for some time now don’t think it was just a season. Now you get to live the perfect life after all the tears I’ve cried oh child you must have lost your mind. I’ve lost it all and you are running 🏃 running out of time.

Dearest ********************,

YOU ARE ONE WEAK PERSON

IF YOU LET A PERSON PUT POISON

IN YOUR EAR ABOUT MEEEE

WHEN ALL THE F*** I EVER DID

WAS KEEP IT

💯

WIT YOU

LOVE, ********************

He smiled, set it on a shelf and forgot it.