My love holds me and time leaves memories I cherish,
Above cold streams, I bloom to the dreams I can flourish,
Enough goals to seed, the womb is a step to nourish,
A path to my birth as a queen of my furnace,
I burn to my path, a phoenix beneath the surface...
My cup runneth over and I adore his
Eyes
He is my rock, so I explore his
Skies
Give him wings so together we can
Fly
Happiness together when we lose ourselves in
LIFE
My cup runneth over
Lyrics are my soul crying out to be heard,
No matter the judgment, the need will stir,
My hands lead the pen and my heart leads the words,
Songs of hope, I will sing like the birds,
Because I am a writer proud of the nerds,
My cup runneth over and they see
eauty
But the beast lives inside waiting to fulfill it's
Duty
A monster awaits if you awake it with
Cruelty
Because I am strong... I am a
RUBY
My cup runneth over, and I keep moving.
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The Heart Of This Bard
PoetryLife is the muse that inspires every entry in this poetry journal and my soul shows on each piece. I hope it touches the reader as well as it did me writing them. After all, I am just a bard writing from her heart. Note: My poetry is more like lyric...
