A timeless afternoon upon the cut grass a wood fire perfume crosses nature’s path my soul immersed with ancestors past. © Brenda Aksionov 2016
Continue readingDevastating rose of fire and thorn your beauty admired as it is scorn in bleeding desire you will adorn with a velvet touch. © Brenda Aksionov 2015
Continue readingAshes of remains where the fire once burned ~ wisp of soul lingers. © Brenda Aksionov 2015
Continue readingLight the match, burn my fire, heart has smouldering embers of desire. © Brenda Aksionov 2014
Continue readingThe fire within a dark storm outside rips silence apart as grumbles subside into ear splitting cracks of shattered sighs. © Brenda Aksionov 2014
Continue readingWood smoke perfumes the air its burning scent floats everywhere irritating eyes but I don’t care. © Brenda Aksionov 2014
Continue readingWinter chills fire flickers shadows smirk darkness snickers swallowing the light as night tricks us into seeing things. © Brenda Aksionov 2014
Continue readingFire smoulders illuminating the dark forest of fears hanging onto the stark reality that nature nurtures the soul with burning desire Mother Earth is in control. © Brenda Aksionov 2014 [Image courtesy of Mario Sanchez Nevado]
Continue readingMaze of desire leads me astray from the heart of fire burning away in the cavern of my soul. © Brenda Aksionov 2014
Continue readingLapsang Souchong tea ~ my taste buds drink in the smoky campfire. © Brenda Aksionov 2014
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