A place for purpose;
find yourself again in me
Here, we could be one
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
A place for purpose;
find yourself again in me
Here, we could be one
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
A target, unreached:
you, the destiny I grieve…
no back turned faster
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
You became my goal;
a target for me to reach
Let fly this arrow
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
One moment in time:
an infinite path to fate
always leading home
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
Mirrored, now, alone.
Fate has won its turn with you:
long, will I reflect.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
Free fall into me,
my arms, open: parachute.
Land atop this heart.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
Present, for a time –
loosen your knots and relax.
Unwrap yourself here.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015
Time: a purpose
built for frolic and fancy;
an infinite seduction
so exquisite
that it’s yet to be considered to exist;
a burden so nameless
that life abandons it
almost upon inception.
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 4 April, 2015