here my heart bleeds through the cracks of stone knowing i planted my seeds into your whom alone will an infant be born
Tag: seeds
primera crucifera
i believe in anything that can destroy my everything i possess,that i have, that i seek,of which & what i speak
My Old Bed
Crystal and Shaundra crawl in bed like seeds To nourish off dreams of true love and safety To grow beautifully into eternal roses of love I want only your love, my only needs
Fallen *a poem*
Cut me open, watch the seeds spill. See me crying?, another empty space to fill.