Raw becomes the plight of my exisrence, only to fade into darkness. (c) Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2016 Advertisements
A woman cries out to darkness. She walks down love alone. It’s a road filled with shadows.
Lost in a hazy winter My souls feeds on passionate Shades emotion nullifies. His candor creates dissipating rhythm. Love is a wild fire burning up My being. The farther apart we are, The closer we become. Our connected souls dance in a spiritual twister. I long for him. Our love meshes. My soul is dressed … More Lost In A Hazy Winter
Girl With Blue And Red Hair … More Girl With Red And Blue Hair
By the powers bestowed upon my heart, I waddle through infested waters holding bondage over me. Change is a must for one to endure grueling challenges life brings my way. However, too much progress can hinder beauty already embedded within a listless soul. Working my way into a maze, I’m called upon to drive out … More Angelic Voices A Winding Road Drives
Life becomes a rose in the hearts Of two. It gets meshed in solitude. I drift along broken roads, reflecting on my Past, but I don’t live in it. My past is a part of me, but I’m defined But the ocean rising and falling inside me. Left to its own devices temperatures continue Rise … More A Rose In Two Hearts
Lost to withered rose, My being the flames devoured. Sandstorm my head was covered The Fowler lost the heap in song. My mind allowed for summer Days be wedded to moonlit skies. A heartbeat fainter grows, intensity so flailed. © Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2018
I’m lost in a song stolen by a marred embrace. What withstanding in fold be still a shepherds grave. For when a stipend heart doth cry the winded flail along broken roads, and steal on down the line be told a deal has silken. Shake me down no more. For to fade in to you … More When A Stipend Heart Doth Cry