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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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for sasha

I knew this day would come When we'd face your life being done I just didn't think it'd be so soon or like this Your swooshy tail and loving paw I will surely miss My heart is breaking as I... Continue Reading →

Naive

Did we know so much then? We thought we did High on our bootstraps and other things Nothing could stop us Not even watching people die They¬†went down to the ground We went up higher Determined not to feel the... Continue Reading →

Finding Home

Home in your heart can travel with you anywhere It isn't defined by four walls With a lock and a key on the door Claiming it as yours Securing your valuables away Home is in your heart In your memories... Continue Reading →

Turn up the Heat

Lost in his arms Passion in his embrace Feeling the heat of our sweat The electricity between us Kissing and tasting Our souls intertwining Lost in lust and the heat of the moment Breathlessly grabbing to be closer But there... Continue Reading →

The Cabin

I opened the door and felt freedom to my heart. The air outside was cold and crisp which was a stark contrast to the cozy cabin I'd been snuggled up in all day by the crackling fire. As I stood... Continue Reading →

What you mean in Oz

Once important people Are no longer so important Opinions that once mattered Voices once respected Have now been silenced in the mind The golden bridge that's been crossed Can't be burned from memory But won't be crossed back over That... Continue Reading →

A Daughter’s Worth

A doll house A play house Where all too real stories are acted out By children who don't realize The adults want them to censor What their little ears have heard and little eyes have seen Before relaying those seemingly... Continue Reading →

Simple love

Just let me love you more than a bee loves a flower because without some sort of simple love and hope, much like the bee without the flower, and the world without pollen, I might go extinct I just want... Continue Reading →

Empty Bed

I wake up groggy still wishing I was asleep Warm cuddled in my blanket cocoon I roll over and reach for you And my hand falls on an empty bed You have already left and won't be coming back

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