Love, is the key

She’d been hurt
burnt bridges
to ease pains
She’d been locking
away her truths
scattering them
upon deserted paths
along the way

A cavernous heart
curling inwards
had her fetal rock
find depths
claiming her flame
no more turns
she met
lock down

in self doubt
spirals of storm clouds
wringing each breath
with sublime regret
Time dangled
unlocking her essence

The key
to her very existence
rested sweetly
upon lips of need
Her fading beat
deeply frozen
by greedy shallows
slowly heated
with intensity
as she heard
her soul
beckoning freedom

is the key


16 thoughts on “Love, is the key

  1. a

    stunningly expressed – as always – but this sends deep emotion shooting along my spine, and the images are no less than perfect, you know how I like pics 😉



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