Desire manifests
and the heart longs again
The Universe delivers
A sense of expectation develops
Tag / heart
Memories from the Attic
I hold an empty envelope
Crying, Cleansing
Tears
Selene
She’s like the moon
Playing games with my heart
Heart of Gold
And so today, the rest of you takes on a hue similar to that of your heart and the radiance of your aura…
November Flower*
The chrysanthemums you grow so lovingly in your garden
They bear no thorns
