Posted in Poetry


The deepest,
rises in the fog,
burned away -hidden desire.

Oh, why feel
so free
behind the screen?

And how our creator
tapped into the sensual,
leaves us mourning
the loss of soul.

4 thoughts on “peril

    1. Good morning! Here it is morning… and wonderful to know your thoughts! πŸ’—Read another’s poetry this morning and grateful it woke me up to create my own. How are you? 🌏🎢


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