Lunar Petals 6 (Flowers that grew from Tears)

Round and round this Merry go,

the sun shines so brightly,

the warm light feels so good to her face as she stares down at the flowers that grow on her windowsill,

Eyes swollen from the tears of another fight, he is her heart and soul but the pain of sharing him with another… she wonders just how could these flowers grow here.

Thoughts of a Lunar Petal 12

We must learn to stop chasing the elusive Butterfly called Love. The more we frolic after it, the more it evades us. Yet the more we just wait and show patient, sooner or later a Butterfly will softly land in the palm of our hand. #sexwithluna