Belonging

Observed the eye to see and free, untamed many of little and tiny lips across by the seashore, It's plenty of more came from either and neither direction, at least about the endurance and indulgent of beauty lookalike, smallest heart is kept inside the unsweetened chest to leap of fate togetherness tenderness, and softness beforehand, belonging is a bittersweet of love, belonging would be something else, even the deeper romance to follow alongside the inner life road sidewalks ever made, belonging the cloud was reaching of arms and hands to hold and held like a whiter pillows to carried for

Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-19-18