Only truth stands the test of time.
Everything else decays
loses its flavour
becomes bitter.
The truth is always ripe and juicy
like a warm, fat fig
begging to be picked
to find a home between your lips
dripping with sweetness
you devour it
it devours you
no longer two
but one
eternal
kiss.
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Greetings! I’m Leah – a writer and poet living in the rural English Lake District. Here you’ll find an oasis of calm, comfort and peace; a sanctuary of healing, hope and beauty. If you’re the highly sensitive-deep thinking-creative type with a love of nature and a longing for the simplicity and quiet of times gone by, I think you’ll feel right at home. Subscribe to my newsletter by entering your name and email below.