She wanted to let go, she needed to. Every string of pain and heartbreak, that had ever tied itself around her inner most being, needed to be broken, needed to be let go of.

And it was his tenderness that drew her in, she saw the healing of his love, and dove in head first, never looking back. She was never the same, but she did pray – that it would never end.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

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