This is all I have today, a chest full of longing. Wondering, wandering, in search of what’s gone. Why is everything empty?Wish you would come,and together we could fill itwith the treasures of happiness and laughter…one more time!
Tag: lost love
Vicious Cycle
She was respected for her grace and loved for her charm. She was lusted upon for the treasures inborn. Men would kill one another for her attention, even if a cursory glance. But it didn’t matter to her, there was only one for whom her heart would dance… the hermit who lived at the edge…
Soans Rezones 