I have held you tight for 20 years.
I tried to protect you from the winds,
The tempest of the temptress,
and her hurricane of hurt.
Perhaps I gripped you too tightly
as I am left with just a stem and memories
as your essence has been carried away.
May you find shelter in the storm
and know
You'll always have a place
to call home.




~ 


with much love and light~ Desire~*~





















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