Succubus
Like a bee trapped in the fragrant scent of flower,
You wield some unseen and ungodly power,
Like the wind blowing around autumn leaves,
You gale straight through what a man believes.
Like a bee trapped in the fragrant scent of flower,
You wield some unseen and ungodly power,
Like the wind blowing around autumn leaves,
You gale straight through what a man believes.
Often Misunderstood
My Journey with You
An Open Mic & Poetry Show
Poetry and Prose
Cherish every moment
I speak my heart out.
♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️
Connecting philosophy to the world around us
Dichotomy | Contrast | Life
Award-winning Author
Scribbled pieces of life
