Like a siren to a sailor,She calls to me,In the sea of storms,I can hear her whispers in my ears. Overwhelmed by her sweet temptation,I am losing this battle, merciously,Steering my sail without thought,My bow heads towards her… The winds gusts, boat thrusts,One big waves comes,And I can only think about her,How her beauty hauntsContinue reading “When She Calls Your Name”
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Uttering from Jenn's Pen 