Tringhere are moments throughout my angst of days here ramblings play with emotion and stunt the layers I have built within myself


A process in thought of the writer takes over of research and forced attrition or my own self destruction


There are moments of space to remember and call

from the madness that embodies my spirit and invades the senses


Through the hurried thought and passages of guilt

prose I find you in waiting


Through you, is a quiet of thought and calm of body


Through the rush of self doubt

your arms remind of faithful gains


Even in your absence your pulse is felt and your

presence is overwhelming in bliss


Your presence forever stays within the bounds of mind

grabs within the infinite of my love



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About PJ Secluded

Introspective writer working on first manuscript. Writer of original series, poems, musings of sorts and the occasional manic prose. My main blog is an original series seen through the eyes of the lesbian protagonist Burgess. With her brood of studs, they conquer fear and tragedy, embracing love and the experiences between close friends. I have been writing for just a little while now and found a true passion for it. I want to help others through my writing discussing sensitive issues that affect the LGBTQ community in a unique fashion


Lgbtq, Poetry, Uncategorized


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