Sometimes when I brood over the choices

I have made in the past

What I have lost

What I have gained

I see myself giving...

Pieces of me

In the search of love

I carry no regrets

For I am a destiny's child

Bound to course my path

So much of me is gone

So much of me is reborn

Like ashes memories float

The chaos within

Has also subsided

I live 

To weave tales of pathos of love

And desires

The twinkling in my eyes

My whispering sensuality

My zest to still believe in love

I continue to breathe

In my crimson verses.

©LR