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We will have fun…💜
With my art I love to make people feel good, it’s the best feeling. That is my soul purpose as an artist.
To make people feel alive for a moment, make them feel that the time stopped for a while, something special and a unique experience…
Happy Friday everyone, make you a beautiful weekend, you deserve it❤️
-A winter rose-
A winter rose played
with your cord, unraveled strings… Death is a bizarre soul,
I just had to understand,
a steam fills my mind while
you are stabbing me with Arctic icicles… I’m dark, haunted and bleeding
my own blood for the silence
you cutted me with so deeply.
Stardust glimmering on your body
as your eyes speak like
my lake of pure ecstasy flowing
over you like a gunfire and
our moans become a symphony of senses …
only our fire could ignite it…
a ice kiss where the stars met the forest and red velvet lips is my source to honey dripping from your secret knight.
Pull me closer…
heart beating faster…
fingers touching endlessly…
I’m pressing my angelswings tighter against your passion,
a lions roar are enchantment
into my mind
and plunge you deeper into my
sapphire wetness cave,
while our whispering breath makes goosebumps on my ivory velvet breasts.
Lascivious fire let loose…
teeth scratching paragraphs into flesh, growls and scattered notes of moanings pooling deep under my soul and skin..
desires of dark scent releases diamond pearls from rhythm of my purple velvet rose…
drip drip drip…
darkest sins in sweet harmony on satin…
Thank you so much everyone one, for all your support, love and friendship, I’m beyond grateful❤️
Let’s start this new year with hope, strenght, care and let’s finished it with love and gratitude…
Don’t forget love dear readers, do small things with much love and live each day that someone will be thankful for who you are❤️
My book, my first poetry collection in English language are available at Adlibris, Goodreads, Barns & Noble and Amazon.
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Thank you so much
From the north a butterfly in
winter land under the
Polar star in the elongated
If you listen carefully you can hear
her wing stroke rises from a descending black
star from a nightmare visions
flash down below the abyss…
breaks through the chains from
a cage of
another day healing subconsciously
a picture of pain.
Bleeding memories and a battered
but beautiful as the midnight sun…
strong as the Northern Lights
dances on the
black canvas of the sky,
she colors her soul’s
landscape of a ruin to an
Hell can taste saintly…
I’m not an innocent girl,
to deal with me you have to be brave, you have to deal with your own darkness and the «devil’s back»…
Because this country girl from the frozen Arctic
has a dark secret you only can watch in her sapphire blue eyes if you dare…
-nobody has tried to… yet-
but, my ghostly demons are what drove him wild,
my dangerous mind,
my sinful lips,
my heavy pain and
my sorrowful tongue
and craziness of a soul
and a cold heart from the past.
All my monsters of nightmarish origins from my cage within playing with a razor blade together with your voices in your head.
Feel the passionate pain,
touch my prism tears with your fingertips,
keep my Snow White body naked,
tie the diamond barbed wire around my neck and give me pleasure
like fire in the rabbit hole.
Kiss my mischievous eye spark,
be my Lucifer tonight…
-and as you look deep into her sapphire blue eyes,
you understand what made
you hungry about her
-and you are in trouble..