Author: Simona A. Brinson
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THAT LOVE Where is the love That men dream about And women crave Love that drives some To madness And others to their grave That love eternal Long-lasting and true The one that turns Dark skies to blue That gentle love Strong and pure The test of time It will endure The love that resides…
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Epiphany Sometimes I cry Like now you see Each tear Its own epiphany Of love forlorn And lost at sea Adrift, I wait For a change of wind Seeking cloud cover To soothe my skin Left dry and thirsty And nearly singed By the crudeness Of your love But, alas, reprieve From the sky…
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A SUN Though other loves Have come and gone My love for you stands true It has weathered many storms And seen countless skies of blue It is as if You are a sun And I your yearning moon Longing and reaching for The warmth of your cocoon Simona A. Brinson Photo by Jongsun…
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A STROLL Lie naked with me Let’s bare our souls Lying skin on skin Let’s take a stroll Into the depths Of our heart’s content Where on sunshine And love are meant To dance and delight Harmoniously Where words aren’t thrown Carelessly But, spoken in a way that Connection is woven Into the fabric of…
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BECAUSE FEAR SAID one day you’re gonna die without ever having lived you’d rather hide in a life deprived of life’s simple pleasures such as loving freely jumping ramps and popping wheelies tracing figure eights on roller skates and rolling in the sand or walking hand-in-hand with that girl, you know the one that got…
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A PEEK I’d walk a thousand miles Just to take a peek I wouldn’t utter a sound I wouldn’t even speak I’d only wish my eyes to see Your beauty aged by time Then I’d fade away unwillingly Back into the sublime Simona A. Brinson Photo by ni san from Pexels © 2021 mylifeinword.com All Rights Reserved.
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SHE CARRIED The things she carried: His brokenness. His darkness. His abuse. Physical. Sexual. Psychological. The weight of his words – Careless. Daggered. Cleverered. Unspoken. His insecurities. His infidelities. His fractures. His fissures. His busted ego. His lack of integrity. His false bravado. His cruelty. His lack. His oppression. His deprivation. His banal existence. His…
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I DON’T CRY ANYMORE You were my best friend. My sister. My soul mate. God created you for me. But I refuse to be abused By your words and by your actions Though they came from a place Of hurt and insecurity. There is, was and never will be An excuse for the way you…
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IN THE VALLEY In the valley I have walked In the valley I have died In the valley I have lived In the valley I have cried In the valley I have sown In the valley I have reaped In the valley I have crawled In the valley I have leaped In the valley I…

