She let him Consume every inch Of her soul Nothing else mattered Death had no grip on her She'd die happily Feeling more alive Than she ever did She could close her eyes And fall into an eternal sleep Knowing that her thoughts of him Were always with her Even with eyes closed
My writing is inspired by my vivid dreams, my divine connection, my active imagination, my twin flame bond, and reflections on my daily life. Empowering women who are recovering from abuse and guiding souls through their spiritual awakening. May these words guide you to reclaim your voice, your heart, and your divine purpose.