Late nights and early mornings:

Sweet smiles in the morning
Late night talks
cuddle sessions.

I cried, so much I could ‘fill’ the low tide.
My almond eyes held pain of past/present/future...
Like John and the Dead Sea scrolls
I tasted the bittersweet blessings with rotten desire locked in between Peter’s betrayal .
I found self in the struggle between Oshun and Yemonja love and faith kept me connected:
Ase O