in the throes of affections
so powerful I am confounded
my soul wishes to be free of it
it hurts, causing melancholy deep within me
sacred honesty, I am bare of feeling
transparent, easily seen through
he knows he has me
wild of notion, to run free
with the wind, be unburdened
by a love so great, it cause deep, dark passions
the art of knowing is vital
wisdom, in the act of balancing the emotion
timeless truth, we are oft running to or from each other
sinister need, it is what repels me that draws me closer
to clear the feeling
a purification ritual
to cleanse me of this spirit
to erase the jealousy and leave the good tidings
The ebbs and flows of these affections are present vividly in your lines. Well done, crimsin! “)
hello dearest Me I’m glad you can feel the pull that’s how love really is afterall thank you graciously ❤️
Awesome! It is a wonderful write, Crims. I really liked the “to and from” of the push-pull that you wrote of. Interesting and also entertaining as well. great write.
hello dearest Styxian thank you graciously that’s the way love though isn’t it the ebb and flow ❤️
Passionately penned, Brenda. An excellent write with lots of layers my friend. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you graciously dearest Damian I appreciate you ❤️
A marvelous piece from a marvelous writer. Great work here. xo
thank you graciously dearest Keith I appreciate you my friend ❤️