Author Archives: Margi

I drink in the dark pools of your eyes And trace the rugged crags of your face With my wandering fingers Winding pathways Wander over desolate moors Where winds blow cool and free Lifting, floating on the breeze of temptation.

Today I have Lost another Friend. To heavens sacred halls He goes. He never Judged Me He only ever Showed me Love.. Acceptance… I will miss your presence On this earth rest In Peace

Leaves falling golden . Flames at my feet Rustling Crackling As I lie, languid Longing For silver kisses To rain on my body That I may drink and Thirst No More.