Resentment

Resentment We talk to each other With words bound to stir resentment Two became one Then disconnected for freedom's sake Is it too late to start over? Or is this fate? In silence, we (restless souls) wait. Love always, Esha ❤

Loving You

Photo by Lisa Fotios on Pexels.com Loving You I didn't think about love much What is the role of a kiss? For someone who considers isolation bliss What is the purpose of a hug?   For someone unaccustomed to touch I grew use to the anticipation of sex without passion Desiring connections without compassion Never … Continue reading Loving You