The last line lands in a way that makes you want to reread this again, and let it linger. This caught my breath.

This reads almost like an invocation, a chant of summoning. Much enjoyed this. As Brandon said, it invites rereading 🧡

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write with dark undertones my friend. I concur with Willow and Brandon. Amazing read. Appreciate you.

Damian

I’ve never tried to trace back how long ago withes emanated from the past. This poem shows the power that one can have when it comes to lust. Something as old as time itself.

Nice one Crimsin, with great picture that conjures up the mystique of the poem.

“today people are disposable items
a treasure to some trash to another”

This is one of those poems that you can see things plainly and relate it to what is happening right now. nicely done;)

“you once burn so hot for me
then I felt your coldness
seeing in your eyes, there was another fascination”
I know that feeling of intensity then it’s gone. Beautifully done.

hello dearest Damian thank you for feeling me yes love hurts no matter what ❤️