Honeysuckle.

i choose not to waste
honeysuckle
on a sense too
Suspicious
of beauty. Promised.
not to fall
in love with fragile things
which are only the stings
of impermanence
all my bleached bones
in the curdling earth
raw gushing bloodbaths
Of ludicrous births
Imagined
and god knows why
only god.
M ~
Ā
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We all blame it on love sometimes. Soulful words of wisdom and light.
Love is delicate. One is always trying not to break it. Thanks J x
An inspiration as always.
You old charmer you. Keep it coming š¤©
seriously... thanks so much R x
lol brilliant! Happy Saint Valentine's my dear friend Marion. š¹Ā
You too Shirley. Thanyou my friend x
āPromised.
not to fall
in love with fragile things
which are only the stings
of impermanenceāā¦ this is profound, Marion. I love the power of these words. Ā BĀ
Thankyou truly B. Hugs x