As life passes fast,
She craves,
Craves for those vibes so fine,
Crystal clear,
And,
Divine…
Mixed with the vibes of others around,
Don’t know where those sparky vibes now reside…
Getting intense and deeper every moment,
That craving is leaving her uncontrollable…
Determined to find those vibes again,
Own them,
And
Wear them like before…
She knows,
She will make it happen,
Make those vibes be hers,
Filling her craving well,
She will win the self,
Then the world…
WordSmithWithABrush 
she is there
everywhere
from the demim of her jeans
to the chalk in her hands
the sands of time
mine all mine
learn to see me
feel like a new born man
and with you i can
kiss you for
being the woman you truly are!
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Ahan…..well you write and express so well. 😀
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ah darling let us draw a picture in the sand then!
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Not a bad idea…:P
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Reblogged this on sketchuniverse and commented:
HELLO SISTERS! WHILE I WATCH THE LINES. OF THIS SKETCH, I REMEMBER SOME OF THE BEST DRAWINGS MADE BY MATISSE. CONGRATS FOR THIS AND FOR THE POEM TOO 💐🎈😉
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Thank you so much. I am glad you liked it. 😀 😀
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You’re welcome and there is nothing without you😳
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😀 🙂
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