July 25, 2016


the way the wind catches the trees

the wave in unison with the rush


there is a sense of many layers of space

the melodies play upon creation

leaves of varied instruments

the sounds of a deep summer


the one of life is still but aware

birds sing upon the planes

of softness in the air


the heat invigorates and tortures equally

I am witness to another resounding day of breath

my lungs full

sounds dance to the great opus

and I am happy


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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


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