as darkness comes
begins to take over
it is you
I want to run to
furl into the
safety of you
a commanding
presence
to find your hand placed
resting on me
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as darkness comes
begins to take over
it is you
I want to run to
furl into the
safety of you
a commanding
presence
to find your hand placed
resting on me
Welcome to my world.
a blog that combines food & poetry mixed with vlogging
" Your body is your temple"
PIECES OF ME...
Christopher Bland
Fumbling by Leisure, Singing to Cake
Strength in Mind, Body, and Spirit.
A Life in Words
Independent audiovideo artist
My life written through poetry
Critical. Crazy. Catastrophic.
A taste of lipstick, licorice and grace
Writing for Happiness, Colorful Painting, and Personal Growth for All
Remnants from the Realm of Dissociation
Imagining hoping believeing makes unreal so real..
Nature, Spirituality, and the Human Condition
the stories behind the pictures, and vice versa
Bite-sized romance for the discerning reader.
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M you always arrive just in time with few words entirely full of such sweet comfort.
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That is because I’m in tune with everything around.
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Yes I believe that about you! Your intensity felt…
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😶🙂😀😃
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Damn emojis… How I love them
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Very vivid.
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