Soul Mate Comments

When pursued, by the sun... there what is warm... that I am left to cold, it is made that the central veil, which is your warmth.. plundered by one, if shaken, when it is possible....iip

this poem chilled my spine reading it. i enjoyed it a lot. you have an interesting writing style and i enjoy the themes of your poems. thank you for shareing (again) =D.

i hear the voice of ur heart here.. beautiful

Great voice, so much strength that gives this piece more impact. Poetess