Just a Girl Lost 2

Just a girl lost~ Here I share bits & pieces of me, in poetry, prose, music & posts from writers who inspire me.

Black Silk













His words

slid across the page

like black silk

the kind

you hang

yourself with


I wanted

to be buried

in a shroud

of them



*photo mine


Author: justagirllost2

Just a girl lost in some ways, found in others. Writing my thoughts, ideas, dreams, realities, pieces of me... not all pretty~ definitely real. I'm a mother with faith in God's divine providence that my mistakes and selfishness, my immaturity and past are all part of a journey. That all is never what it seems. That good will always claim victory and there is a plan beyond what human eyes and our fallen natures can see. My three children are my miracles, my life, my blessing and they inspire me to be a better woman and human being. I hope that you and I share and learn from each other in the beauty and reality of life on this ever evolving journey. xo ~ This is a place without masks~ without broken glass paths ~ This is a place to be free To be me~Just a girl lost XxX

7 thoughts on “Black Silk

  1. It shivers and shines in the light of the moon, enfolds every curve, every mound, ending slightly below . . . what treasures there waiting.

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  2. The problem with black silk
    is that in the dark
    you can’t see it
    you can only feel its strength
    (same with gravity and love, i guess. . . .)

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  3. There is sensual beauty both in your words and imagery

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