Graceful Mistake

fire spark of lover's new sweat and hazy moan engulf the air gripping sheets and bending pillows moonlight streaks on wet windows energy reaches dream state then disappears through the keyhole and there is nothing more than silence before the quiet escape and the unspoken acceptance of this graceful mistake

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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