Pretty to the eye like a flower they would say
Preciously fragile like a petal they would say
Scented like a rose they would say
Easy to tame like a potted floret they would say
Are women nothing more than a blossom?
Pretty on the inside like a saint I will say
Preciously strong like a pillar I will say
Scent of sweat exuding like a maid I will say
Easy to turn wild like a fighter I will say
Are women really nothing more than a blossom?
Live Your Dreams 24/7 
they are left
side other side of sky
x to y
is so
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Angels And Demons
Often Come From the
Same Place Heaven
And Hell it’s True at 50
Each Morning When the
Mirror Faces My Wife it
Doesn’t Dare Suggest She
Is Not The Fairest of All Still
Her Grandmother Gave Her
Heaven’s Love Her Other Earliest Memories of Hell
Was Her Stepfather Standing over Her
Bed With A Knife
A Thief Coming
Into Her Home
Climbing in
Bed With both
She And Her Sister
And No Food no Drink
Not even Any Water
For Stretches of
Life Yet still
There Was Heaven
The Love of Her Granny…
Of Course i was Attracted
To My Wife’s Flower the
Angel She is But i accept
Her Demon Her Thorns too..
Seen Fires of Youth too…
But You see Hell
Prepared Her to
Stand With me
In Hell as the
Shut-in i
Became From
47 To 53 With Type
Two Trigeminal Neuralgia
The Worst Pain Known
To Humankind the
Suicide Disease
Assessed
Worse than
Literal Crucifixion
No Drug Would Touch
Like A Dentist Drill in
My Right Eye And Ear
The only Relief very
Small Sleep
Plus 18 other
Life Threatening
In Synergy Illnesses
Losing the Feeling of
A Smile for 66 Months
Was the worse Pain
Of All Losing all
Emotions as
Memories are
Emotions And
Emotions are Memories
Hell With no reference
Point out not
Even a
Memory
Of the Feeling of
A Smile in Hell
Yet my Wife
Stood by
My side
Indeed
Her
Demon
Thorn
In Hell
Was Strong
Enough to
See light at
The End of
The Tunnel
Heaven’s FLoWeR
Love eventually i Rose
From the Living Dead
And Breathed again
Indeed Flowers
Come From
Thorns Heaven
Comes From
Hell Light
Comes From
Dark my Wife had
Sympathy for the
Devil now you
Know who i
Really
Am
And What’s ‘my Name’
i am Not the only one
Almost every Woman
i’ve Met
Comes
From a Similar
Thorn indeed
The Sweetest
Flowers Angels
Polished By Fire…
They are Often attracted
To my Kindness my Smile
That
Comes
From Hell
Seeing Heaven Breathe…
Love my
Name is Love
It’s What A Devil
Loves Most
That
Devils
Cannot See in Hell…
My Wife Still Sees me..🙏😊
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That’s a very heart wrenching story you have! Wishes from my side for better times!
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SMiLes setting myself Free Wild Again Looking Within Finding Instinctual Ways to Dance And Sing in Balance
Of Flow on Top of
Life’s Wave IS
A Joy the Last
7 Years Escaping
What Cultural Domestication
Brings most
Now Fear
The Destroyer
Of Loving Life…
No Fear Brings Light
Room For Truth… Beauty’s Wisdom Loving this Breath Now Thanks Yamini 🙌🌊😁
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WOW! That is soooo powerful and awesome! Cheers!!! 🙂
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Thank you so much 🙂
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My pleasure! 💕
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