• goddesssasha 10w


    And she sits drenched in her yearning,
    longing for him who is her flaw;
    Cloaked in the serenity of Shiraz,
    and stray thoughts of a blissful past…      

    Enthralled by candle-light;
    illumination touching her soul
    Still, at the same time,
    plagued with thoughts of pain,
    tinged with pleasure,  
    as she ponders hope,

    wondering if hope will clothe her,
    and protect her,
    the way this moment does.