Bring me a story to tell;

I, The seeker of my inner peace

Open my heart for you to spell;

Granting my soul for you to touch, for I

Read my cries as such.

Accept me for who I am; “to be a seeker of love.” to get

Physical by thee, by dint stargazing eyes I see beauty.

Hear me cry with howling wolves from above.

Youthful soul within my dawn by flying dove.

19 thoughts on “‘biography,

  1. Lia says:

    This is indeed what we do, when we write… your poem is in its usual completely unique and classy style, very heartful. I feel the ache!! (All too often haha 😳😩😄😉) Hugging you beautiful soul. 😚💞😊🥰😍🙏🤗


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