Tinted

Last night vices sufficed enough to hold out, angels watched as demoms danced taunting God's children, knowing HE had the final thought
Falling today, we fret tomorrow
Flawless; not imperfect is perfect.
Take comfort in coming from perfection.

Now spread this wildfire through woods, trees burning in lust, but we yes we retract but for a moment.
As the world dances so do we, tears caught on HIS garments.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"spread this wildfire through woods, trees burning in lust, but we yes we retract but for a moment."

A splendid read and write...Bravo........................

[mendedwords]

Thank you for the review as well as the encouragement.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)...............