Again, I fall for that wicked smile
Like a glimpse of sun
On a frigid winter morning.
Perchance your hands will warm my heart with
Elation as they grasp mine in the
Church of lust and no return to the
Island of insecurity from whence we came. I’ll
Abandon my life in a flash for a chance to have a future with you.
5 thoughts on “Elope, We Shall”
grasping the hand of the future, looking at the rainbow.
Pretty Good my darling !! Keep up the good work. Love you, miss you. I’m excited to see you. xo
very fine writing!
Ooooeee girl, I Like this One !!