We used to think The world of each other We used to feel Like ours Was the kind of love Meant to last forever. We did not have it easy Weaker souls Would have scurried away We did stay steady Like nothing Could ever break us apart. But then we tied the knot.
Leading the way, marking memories
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
In the material and spiritual realm
Wanderlust Through Words
What is writing if not conjuration magic?
in search of peace
for what was and what is yet to be
Self-Love, Self-Awareness, Benefits, Guidance
A Weave of Words 