I had danced w/death; asked for his hand…more than once…had me, he touched
Each time never the same way but the same array of needing of more self-discovery
No words will ever convey what’s our own personal discovery of destiny….we pave the way…..I never could lace up my boots [in truth] i ripped them out at the roots!!! Much love my flowic friend….
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
I had danced w/death; asked for his hand…more than once…had me, he touched
Each time never the same way but the same array of needing of more self-discovery
No words will ever convey what’s our own personal discovery of destiny….we pave the way…..I never could lace up my boots [in truth] i ripped them out at the roots!!! Much love my flowic friend….
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you my friend, lovely words 🖤
LikeLiked by 1 person
We can if we become pirates!
LikeLiked by 1 person
*grabs skull and crossbones* 😉🖤
LikeLike
*grabs the rum*
LikeLiked by 1 person