Stare at this face. This is what the face of a true King looks like. In the wild, almost no male lions will reach this kind of age. Seeing this photograph, makes me think about h.
Some live life like butterflies… to short to learn how to open ones eyes, yet others are fully there, we make the choice to be aware. Many value what they can’t take t.
He said he saw me, I didn’t believe him, because I knew it was impossible to see me, when he was blind. I knew he was blind, because I intentionally had not revealed large .
She’s looking up, I’m looking down, while she flys, I watch the ground, to protect and to provide, those are the laws that I abide, cuz inside I want more for her,.
“Cinderella” I need me, please leave me, if you only want to LOOK but not SEE me. Believe me, I’m certain, BELIEVE me, I’m yearning, for time to reveal MY perf.
We are all hungry, searching.. food for our soul like an animal Yet we swallow the best parts of ourselves, like a cannibal. We hide our God given, God sent abilities, and shelf t.
A work of art is a confession of a guilty mind, so let this be mine….. I confess I have spent lifetimes looking, searching…hoping, for a residence to hold the grandeur.
Fingerprints Love remains a slave bound by our bones, long after our flesh has forgotten the connection. We mark each other. In a permeant way. love dripping from our heart smears.
I ran a yellow light Because I can’t decide what’s right, Am I in the middle of the day Or I am midnight. Cuz these thoughts are bouncing In my head-mid flight I.
False love like the taste of metal in your mouth Blood with open veins, looking for a way out, we are pouring ourselves into empty glasses, losing ourself instead of buildi.