For Becca
Seductive spiritsbottled potions for
Love
Hate
Pain
Bottled poison
For some
Soon forgotten
Words
Deeds
No arguing
The warmth
The amber or
Clear
Brings
Set the bottle down
A moment without peace
Is a moment turned
When what not forgotten
Delivers strength
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they see the life, the body, the whole.
They see not the imperfections of the body,
the mind, the spirit, the soul.
They care only for the innermost being,
the one who is in the heart
and the mind forever,
the one who will never change their soul
For these they care!
Becca.
So glad you stuck around a little longer.
I think CS needs more of your writings.
Starving I think, we all are.