As if I am bound to live life uncut yet emptied of all pain.
A soft image satisfies the deepest sea found in your eyes recognized as comfort. Harmony makes a new wind flow lovingly into the arms of old wounds suffered.
Measured out our shores bend to meet in passion to taste time’s recurrent goals. Lighted I talk with my hands to find balance shimmering within my soul.
Scenes pass by of places with nowhere to go, sailing as tributes tired of singing chords without gain. Still, I smile magically as if I am bound to live life uncut yet emptied of all pain.
As a huge fan of your work Neva, you know I am above all honest in what I review,
"Measured out our shores bend
to meet in passion
to taste time’s recurrent goals.
Lighted I talk with my hands
to find balance
shimmering within my soul. "
This stanze screamed at me, it encompasses the mere taste of human companionship and the reluctance to let go of sexual and loving affairs, well done, great read!
hmmm searching for balance to "continue"at least to tread water and exist..and per chance to dream of More?...not yet.. to open those wounds is to hurt..more than the pain I can endure...SO no cutting....
As a huge fan of your work Neva, you know I am above all honest in what I review,
"Measured out our shores bend
to meet in passion
to taste time’s recurrent goals.
Lighted I talk with my hands
to find balance
shimmering within my soul. "
This stanze screamed at me, it encompasses the mere taste of human companionship and the reluctance to let go of sexual and loving affairs, well done, great read!
This was a campaign of relentless imagery.
A million thoughts ran through my mind.
What beautiful work. This is art that left
me feeling torn...between a rock and a hard place.
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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