Diary of a MYSTIC

Understanding is freedom


sacred love

Dying in love

With ease and grace, break my heart. Carve my flesh,  pour more ache and fire of love. You kiss my lips, You trick my heart into submission and cry, what else is left to be worry about? My heart is... Continue Reading →



​I am tired just to be heard as words, These nostalgic mushrooms, Are real, The thorns left in my heart, are real, I can’t show my human pain, There is no word Invented to express What your love does to... Continue Reading →

Orgasm – repost

The strings of my heart Trembles under your finger tips touch The secret melody between us; is life. Words of rain and silence Small share of happiness; everything is gone. Now; my flesh and your song; Soft kind feminine; all... Continue Reading →

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