She said, With a tremble on her lips, I can’t. Can’t what? Give in? Give up? Lift your head up and carry on? No, she said. I can’t breathe, I can’t see, I can’t be, I can’t move or taste or feel Without my heart Lurching in my chest Or stinging, like it’s the victim … Continue reading Listen
Caught up in your stardust kisses, I reach for my brush and paint a galaxy with only you in it. -Our little piece of heaven at the edge of the world. Laura Marie Copyright: Laura Davis © 2018, all rights reserved.
He looks at her With half-closed Eyes, watered With last night's Dreams and Whispers "Good morning" In a voice still Dripping with Sleep's warm Honey. Laura Marie Copyright: Laura Davis © 2017, all rights reserved.