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Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.

Teraza Faulkner

The sun never gets tired of kissing the sky, goodnight. And my heart will never tire of a love, like that.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Heart Kissing Love Myself Night Sky Sun
Dawn breaks and this heart breaks, too. Yet the sun continues to rise and this heart of mine knows only of the journey down, like an eclipse of the heart.
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Break Eclipse Heart Heart Broken Journey Sun
She fades away falls behind the curtain of the night and retreats beyond the darkness as though she is gone for good. Yet, she always returns. And so does, love.
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Beyond Fade Love Night Return
I stand before mother natures pleasures as she is a playground for my soul. But you will always be the only playground that I call home.
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Home Mom Myself Nature Stand
Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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Eyes Flow Hard Time Hide Pain
If truth be known it is not all about rainbows sometimes eyes of melancholic skies still shine they still find light and color despite the sky.
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Color Eyes Light Rainbow Shine Sky Time Truth
Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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Fall Love Myself Unity Wings
The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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Branch Myself Tree
There is snow on my face and wind in my hair and winter has nearly stolen me. But as I remember the words of our song then spring still owns a part of me.
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Face Hair Myself Ourselves Remember Snow Song Wind
Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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Blood Bone Fall Rose
Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
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Heart Herself Love Music Skin Tired
I’ve been that children, learning to walk. Somedays I’ve fallen, and some days I’ve crawled. But the steps, they grew. And so did my strength. And then I let go of your hand.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Children Hands Learning Let Go Strength Walk Yourself
There is no road less travelled than the one that leads into the sea. But the waves will always take you to where you need to be.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Journey Leadership Need Road Travel Yourself
We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Choice Garden Love Ourselves Patience Season Time
I will always have a little bit of the wild in me. Always remembering what a good heart tastes like. Like love, that never ends. Like you.
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End Heart Remember Wild Yourself
Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
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Dance Flower Kiss Love Nature Wind

Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.

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