This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I hold in my hands a pretty box.This smooth, clean, white paperWith the silver flecks,Like shining tears of joy,Glistens in the sunlightAs I offer it to you.I ti...
It was warm today in our house by the sea, the smell of chili, bread rising by the fire. Outside, the wind was howling. Birds shivered on the wire and a few leaves dangled against the coming storm before falling to the piles of death around us. Beside me,...
Storm consumed Love vanished. Spirit destroyed Hopes crushed Dreams shattered Desires Abandoned Heart wounded Emotions perplexed Friends comforted Support offered Refuge advocated Strength restored Dreams created Desires restored Heart mended Emotions rep...