Hello, lovelies!
I am back in action, after (quite!) some time.
And, oh my, how I have missed you x
She sang out sweetly
And in her song I could hear
My own heart breaking
May it beckon to your imagination, ever so bewitchingly.
RR
The sky wept with her
And with the cracking lightning
Her heart broke in two.
Scarlet confessions,
Tidal truths crashing down on
His reality.
His messages are boldly written
With blunt honesty, raw, but true
He protests against the damage done
Tales of the wronged, the violated, me, you
Calling out to the abandoned and alone
Uniting the invisible and too often unheard
He joins their inner war, draws his microphone
And voices their struggle, screaming it word for word
He withstands ignorance and falling often on deaf ears
His sound branded violent, aggressive, satanic, lewd
Standing strong, he repeats their message, sees them rise against the leers
A misjudged warrior for the chaotic liberation of the subdued.
Streaks of golden life
Whispering down through the leaves
Kissing her soft skin
