“And it was you who made me realize that love doesn’t mean holding on tighter for fear that I will lose you, it is letting you be free and knowing you will return to me.” ~lisalotusqueen
A memorabilia of my experiences throughout of PLAYING ALONG rather being PLAYED ALONG.
the journey of a poetry
eat - dream - conquer
Sand and salt under my feet, moon over my head. I am an artist living in Florida. Works available at https://www.Society6.com/sandsaltmoon
food, photography, & an occasional narrative
Intelligent Black Thought.
comments on labour, birth, and breastfeeding
I am a footstep on the sands of time, I am an ink mark on an empty paper, without stanzas, without rhymes
The writings of Francis Winifred
Love each other like You are the lyric and they are the music.
Tasty, Plant Based Eats! By: Olivia Lydia
love, sex, happiness, poetry
My poetry is my religion.
I write poetry to express what's on my mind or how I feel
How to become a midwife, midwifery motivation and inspiration
Thoughts, inspirations, sensualities.
Erotic Poetry and Stories
My oasis in the desert of the living.
Thx to all the lovely people who spare their precious time, to read my poor texts🙏🏽🍀😘
I want to be rich. Rich in love, rich in health, rich in laughter, rich in adventure and rich in knowledge. You?
« me arrodillo por las noches ante tigres que no me dejarán ser - lo que fuiste no será otra vez - los tigres me han encontrado pero no me importa. »
Critical. Crazy. Catastrophic.
I do not TRUST, I BELIEVE. 😄
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