I’m in love with you
as bombs drop
children explode
oligarchs laugh
My heart beats strongly for you
as mothers cradle newborns
in underground concrete bunkers
I think about you, you haunt my dreams
as young men bravely battle against tanks and terror
I want you in the morning
in the evening
at night, by my side
I know its futile
this feeling inside.
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Hi. Hello. Bonjour. Guten Morgen, dear reader.
I am a writer since birth, who seldom writes. In spurts I do, in my head. Those head lines are brilliant, and perfect, and right. But they rarely make it to paper. So, I'm here to change that.
God said, "write, my sweet, just write." So, here I am, on the direct directive of said Spirit. ;)
I hope you find yourself here, alongside me.
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