in nighttimes way
of shrouded wants
i turn my face
in shame
of careful needs
in secret vaults
laid bare
in womans name…
in nighttimes way
of shrouded wants
i turn my face
in shame
of careful needs
in secret vaults
laid bare
in womans name…
Profound and thought provoking as always!
Thank you so!!
Shrouded–an enveloping garment wrapped around a dead person for burial–I always learn something new from you. Thank you!
That is humbling. It is an honor to share with you.
= ) Vi, ok then; that’s our secret then; ok let’s twist our pinkies then = )
~Twisting~ 🙂
😄 Xoxo happy blogging
U2!!