By Eve Lorgen
The accuser stands before me
Behind masks of clever design.
Distorted perceptions Continue reading
The accuser stands before me
Behind masks of clever design.
Distorted perceptions Continue reading
By Eve Lorgen
I feel the surges of your thrust
And must surrender to thee in whom I trust.
As your wave pulls me into Continue reading
In time, you’ll see how I will win.
If I had a chance to do it over again.
I wouldn’t have Continue reading
I am the trodden one, with light in my eyes.
My stature is unassuming; my flesh a disguise.
I toss my seeds to Continue reading
Oh Beloved, one in a million
how my heart aches for thee.
It was unmistakable, the moment of Continue reading
The eternal widow wishes to sleep,
I am but a reproach; my only desire is to weep.
My destiny is Continue reading
I arrange my fragrant spices for you
each for its own purpose.
Cardamom, cinnamon, and a touch of Continue reading
You have created me, did you not know?
The purity of thought manifested down below.
Such strong desires and prayers to Continue reading