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Blue rays of the sun
Burn deep in the improbability
Of reality

Turning my outer layer skin
To a dark
Sensuality

As the second layer boils
And my sores
Of pain, rise to my fate

As I wait in vain,
Hoping my time with him
Will heal and create

As I dream of the summer moon,
Its light soothes
Me

It covers my wounds
From the blast of the burning
Sun degrees

My nightmarish love never shields me
From my boiling
Blood

I am stuck knee deep
In the spoils of the
Blue rays

Debbie Brooks 201
The bottomless abyss grows
As she craves the admiration and
attention
of every sunrise of the soul
that shelters and protects her
love ...

It is about hope and healing
for the passion of life and
dreams
all the adventures past and
present
that connects to her very
life ...

She feels like she is brave as she stands
alone
but fragile as life passes her by,
each word of smite, breaking
her heart
oblivious to her surroundings ...

As she hears the rustling of
love,
her blood boils from thoughts in her head
as it rages through
her body
her need starved to be fed ...

She is Woman!

Debbie Brooks 2014

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