Philosophical venture
Spiritual lies
A father's expenditure
Smouldering eyes
A moment's glance
A flirtatious fire
Unspoken romance
Sparks of desire
Prophetic phrases
Spun with golden glory
He who worships, praises
A continuation of The Story
A mountain man
A slaughtered lamb
Achieving all he could be.
A tender heart
Twice torn apart
Built up from the debris.
Heart dangling on a string
Spinning in the night
To the key he clings
Bark worse than his bite
Your steps dance in my mind
Through scraps of thoughts and turpentine
You whisper words of hope and trust
You would've thought my motives lust
Tumbling through the time
Pray that God keep you in line
The warmth your smile exudes
Masked by ever changing moods
If only just one touch
But our lips would've said too much
I don't know what draws me near
Possesses me to want you here
But it's all fun and games
Until someone loses their name
And of course you'll beat me, too
How funny if it were you.
A Collection of Creative Writings
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