Droplets Whispered

The darkness offered her very little comfort Instead it took from the embers of her life Every passing night she died a little more inside She cried for the woman she was before him And the droplets whispered her fears, her secrets, her pain...one by one It exhausted her and the tiredness left her empty.

When A Woman…

When a woman gives you her heart she gives you a part of herself Unfiltered yet ever so pure, ever so sacred Treasure this gift of love because a woman's heart can never be what it was once it's been broken