Tag: poems

  • Polka Dot Dress – A Fashionable Feminine Lejend – Poetry

    Dear Lovestar,

    I finally saw the actual news about the polka dots dress, and I have to say I am a fashion lover but do not actually own a polka dress. I am now wearing a long red dress. I am also Cuban, and you do know Latinas dress up, I am currently dressed up in my own living room. I write a lot about fashion, also. I am loving this topic.

    The news is that this brave lady stood up to ICE looking fabulous, apparently women want to look like her and there is an awfully hateful debate which helps nobody. In this case, the dreadful debate focused on existing hate for others and not this woman, the news, and definitely, no focus on actions or change.

    For me, this is about the power of femininity, and I bet you that Aphrodite was with her for her to look fabulous in tragedy and Athena was also there for her to be this powerful. We, modern women in safety choose the Aphrodite, she however is Athena’s child, bold, powerful, unafraid, commanding.

    Sending great vibes to this boss, the polka dot lady, I hope she actually loves the polka dot look.

    This lady deserves poetry, also it is the best I can do right now:

    Here is a poem for the Polka Dot Lady:

    In a world that offers ice
    to those left out in the cold,
    in a world where masculinity
    is a law; there are women just like you
    who have the balls that some lack
    in the cutest polka dots.

    Eyes see you and do not understand
    if you were making a stance for peace
    or for fashion’s sake. I see a feminine boss
    who makes the news without guns,
    I see a mother’s warm touch,
    I see a wife and a woman of Love,
    for only Love makes us go against
    the tyrannical world.

    Eve

    Polka Dot Lady

    She knew full well her intentions,
    I assume.
    She went out with persuasion
    in her mind:
    "I go out to make a stand"
    She might have realized,
    though likely she was pissed off
    at the cruel state of the world.

    But how do you make a stance
    in the cold, masculine world?
    Ah, wear a dress, make it look good,
    bring your best jacket to the test,
    do your hair and look your best,
    make a statement with red shoes
    to then go out and put a pig in its place.

    Eve
    This isn't about politics
    for me,
    it isn't about taking sides
    to forever fight,
    I don't want to look like her,
    I only wish to nurture within me
    a tiny fire that might resemble
    her lioness in the streets.
    Inspiration is her power:
    If we think she is the dress,
    we have failed to understand
    femininity.
    This is the rage that I feel
    in a world where justice
    has a birthplace and a cost
    and the rest of us
    we endure, we defend ourselves
    and we request rights
    that apparently were not ours to claim
    at birth.

    Eve
    How may you treat a woman animal
    when she feels hate within her body?
    Bring more force?

    Hers was a reaction
    to the ways of the world and her stand,
    his hands though, are much too close
    to her breasts like she had weapons there.

    Women are not weaker because
    they wear a polka dot dress,
    but yes, if they become the dress.

    Eve
    Watch a woman make a stand.
    This is not new, not at all.
    Women all over the world
    give their lives to deep causes.

    But let us diminish her depth.
    her rough courage, and her strength,
    and reduce her to her looks
    and her polished dress.

    Perhaps she was the lioness
    In the angry, screaming crowd,
    but also, she was best dressed,
    what makes the news is her dress.

    This shows nothing about her:
    it is the public who is shallow,
    watching drama with their popcorn
    and judging women for looks.

    Eve

    Ode to polka dots (before I read the deepness of the news, I saw polka dots trending and wrote about their style)

    On this weekend,
    I shall wear
    A cute polka dot dress,
    My long hair in two braids,
    And I'll go out sun or rain
    To have fun and decompress.

    Eve
    I have little black dresses
    and little red dresses.
    I have long, flowing dresses,
    and colorful dresses,
    and soft, cozy dresses
    that inspire caresses.

    But I have yet to buy
    a polka dot dress.
    One with romantic sleeves
    with ruffles and waves
    and the interesting pattern
    that makes you look its way.

    Thank you for reading.

    If you would like to voice your opinion on this matter, I welcome the debate. However, I have noticed a toxic tendency for political debate online to be very hateful and never producing any good effect.

    Because if we debate someone in that hate, the person will become defensive and not actually listen. No change comes from a debate that is charged with hate. Many online debates are forceful conversations rather that.

    Please state your opinion from a place of awareness and I will be happy to read them.


    This post was inspired on Threads by Instagram where I share my poetry and book content as well as Spanish posts, and tarot/ goddess stuff.

    Follow me on Threads:

    https://www.threads.com/@eve.sanchez87

    Eve

  • Halloween Poetry from Eve Lovestar – 2025

    Enjoy, I tried my best to make them family friendly, if your kids are too little, do not share the more Pagan poem, I have new ones and a sad one about witches dying, so I will have a part 2 (unless I forget, in which case, they will come out in 2026).

    Watch out for This is Scorpio Poetry, this new collection of poetry will be coming out in November, but I will be sharing the poems until then. In November, after a good dose of Scorpio energy, I will ahve a collection and a free eBook to share. I found a new place to share my PDFs, Ko-fi. I have not uploaded them there, yet, but I will.

    With love,

    Eve

  • To be human is to judge. Poetic Journal

    Siren Chants poem, journal below.

    Dear lovestar,

    I cycle back to beloved activities, so I land now again at the feet of journaling and please forgive me for staying away for so long.

    I used my voice recorder to record a huge recording and using the awesome tech of speech to text, I present to you, my new journal page for more conformation of my crazy, I created this as a huge spoken word poem type of creation.

    Journal Entry ~ To Be Human is to Judge

    Today I sat with myself and all the noise in my head.
    I keep circling the same question:

    To be human is to judge.
    How do I know?
    How do I know what’s underneath what I feel?
    How do I know when I’m facing the real problem… or when I’m completely wrong?
    When am I mistaken, when is my mind a wreck, when did I misunderstand something crucial?
    And how do I know if what I feel is truly mine or something borrowed from others, leaking into me?

    I don’t know what it was, but I felt something and let it win.

    I exist in this mess of thoughts, in this strange chaos where nothing feels solid.
    At my best, I’m still a mess.
    I wonder: do I need a doctor, do I need rest, do I need a psychiatrist or simply a bed?
    How will I know for real when what’s coming is death when every other day feels like dying already?

    For now, this is how I live.
    I’m learning and growing, trying to crawl out of it somehow.
    I don’t choose to create from a sad state, but what else can I do except what I know?
    I learn as I go. I grow.

    The future feels like a puzzle I can’t solve.
    When it comes, it’s just another “now.”
    The present turns into the past, the future arrives as the present, and the tongue-twister never ends.
    So I judge the past with today’s awareness, knowing that in the future I’ll judge today just as harshly.
    Will I call my present mistakes failures later? Most likely.

    And it’s not just my fate: it’s humanity’s mess.
    Some of us make it, some of us never had the chance.
    Maybe judgment itself is the source of unease.
    Maybe acceptance of my human mess is the only way to relax.

    I try. I really do.
    But sometimes I break under the weight of my own expectations.
    Sometimes I lose my calm, collapse under pressure, and throw everything away.
    It makes me wonder if failure itself is proof that I’m human.

    Words are all I have to bear it.
    Confusion, too, is a strange comfort, it’s a place I can stand when I don’t know how to feel or what to say.
    Maybe I’ll always feel like I’m not enough, unworthy, unwell.
    But speaking helps. Writing helps.

    I don’t write this for anyone else, not for validation, not to be understood.
    Still, I know that sometimes my words carry the weight of feelings others have too.
    If you’ve ever felt alone in confusion, you’re not alone.
    If you’ve ever struggled with judgment, both of yourself and others, you’re not alone.

    Because to be human is to err.
    And to be human is to judge.

    The poem is extremely long, read the entire thing for free here:

    Or read this cool poem instead:

    I have new Sappho poems to share, and I updated my Sappho eBook.

    I’m still thinking,

    Eve

  • Ode to Sappho – I Updated the Free eBook. Part 1

    https://payhip.com/b/6Tjxz

    Dear Lovestar,

    I have many years of writing and thus, I have a lot of writings. Since I cycle topics, I had many new Sappho poems and I know I will have more. Since I have a new shop and I am uploading many free gifts such as my free poetry collections, I added my new Sappho poetry to my old eBook. I also did minor edits, added some features, upgraded the design, added decorations, and more.

    I have uploaded the free Ode to Sappho eBook to my new Payhip shop. If you are a fan of Sappho, read it and tell me what you think. On this eBook, I discuss my belief, that Sappho is the mother of love songs and that we are still under her poetic influence.

    Though you can download this PDF for free, you can pay what you want if you would like to support this blog and our new shop.

    Let me know what other ancient voices you want to hear, though Sappho is one of a kind. I have been preparing to write about Hecate.

    I would love to know what you think about this eBook, and I will be sharing the Sappho poems soon.

    Ode to Sappho, Free eBook

    https://payhip.com/b/6Tjxz

    In the hallowed halls of history, one voice dared to sing of a different truth. A voice that was meant to be silenced, yet whose echo has grown only stronger across millennia. Sappho of Lesbos, the Tenth Muse, gave language to the sacred depths of the feminine heart, to love that dared not speak its name, and to a passion that defied the confines of her time.

    Her world was one of fragments, scorched papyrus and whispered verses, but her spirit is an unbroken flame.

    Download for free on Payhip and follow my new shop for some support. I will soon add my This is Pisces Poetry free poetry collection, so return for more free reads, additionally, I have a free journal and I have other free poetry collections I will be adding with some time (because I am too busy right now and I apologize but I do not have any more time than this at the moment.)

    My new Payhip shop (where you can download the Sappho eBook for free) is dedicated to tending that ancient flame of the poetess.

    Here, we channel the raw emotion, divine beauty, and defiant spirit of Sappho and the divine feminine into creations that bridge the ancient and the modern. Every offering and free gift is more than a product; it is an artifact of a continued legacy and also goddess inspired.

    The Sappho eBook is an invitation to connect with a history of powerful ancient feminine voices, to find solace in shared emotion, and to carry a touch of the sacred feminine with you.

    Your Support is More Than a Purchase, It’s a Patronage of a Legacy.

    When you choose to support this shop, you do not merely acquire a beautiful eBook. You become part of a story that began over two thousand years ago on the shores of Lesbos that I am only too happy to be able to connect to and get inspired from. You can also support my shop by downloading one of our free eBooks, this Sappho one I will one day turn into a real book so I can have the real book, paging through it would be magical.

    You help ensure that the voices of the past are not forgotten, and that their lessons of love, courage, and artistic expression continue to resonate. You allow a modern artist to continue the timeless work of giving form to feeling and voice to the voiceless.

    Explore Eve’s Shop through this link:

    https://payhip.com/EveLovestar

    • In-Depth Guides & Poetry Collections: Go deeper into the world of the ancients and the goddess with curated poetry collections.
    • Offerings dedicated to the celebration of the goddesses, and the enduring power of the feminine spirit.
    • Free eBooks and journals.
    • A blog that you can read and follow for free. Maybe I will use that blog purely for fictional readings and myth retellings such as poetry, stories, etc.

    Thank you for your support. It means the world to this small shop, and to the eternal legacy we are honored to celebrate.

    I will hold my book in my hands, this is a visual I got since childhood and I cannot stop what I do, especially now that I work for Aphrodite, but if you like my writings, then I appreciate you and may the goddess bless you.

    Download for free today and then browse my shop,

    https://payhip.com/b/6Tjxz

    Tell me what you liked,

    Eve

  • Poetry’s Healing Mystery – Poetesses and their Prophetic Verses – The Goddess in Poetry

    Dear Lovestar,

    I am a poetess. This means I am a poet who writes from her femininity. It also means I have a connection to history. Poetess is a word you find in ancient history, which also means it is a word that is connected to ancient mystery.

    Poetry is alive and well, thanks for asking

    As a mouthpiece for poetry, I am not humble about my relationship with poetry. Which doesn’t mean that I am egotistical about poems I write, because they don’t belong to me, poems simply exist, I hear them, then, since they’re energy, I translate them into words.

    My poetry, comprised of thoughts I hear, spirit talk, my conversations with Venus, inspired inspiration, channeled stuff, thoughts that come through, and more. I have made myself open to the lady poetry and as a humble (I was not humble in the previous paragraph, but I change fast lol) slave to poetry, poetry showers me with all kinds of creations.

    Poetesses have evolved, but we’re not extinct

    I am Cuban, Spanish my first language. Spanish is a gendered language, which means I am very comfortable using language that exposes my gender, example “amiga” female friend vs “amigo” male friend, I am an “amiga”. I don’t feel uncomfortable, at all, about gendered language including the feminine form of a noun that describes me, or the adjectives that are used to describe me.

    In fact, I am very proud to be a female, and I do mostly everything from my femininity.

    I do not like this new drive to be masculine and I do not resonate with it.

    I also do not believe that using feminine words takes anything from me, on the contrary. Know I am not a poet, I am a poetess. Ready to fall is Love?

    Poetess poetry

    Free my light
    From the claws of the dark
    The darkest darks,
    The sad implants
    I've received this life.
    Free my light,
    And earn my Love.

    Why are Poetesses dangerous?

    Poetess write with the heart:
    Beating blood stains her verse.
    Her Love is a superpower,
    She fears no emotion,
    Her expression pure and raw.
    A poetess has a connection,
    Secret, but connected to the divine.
    Pure mystery, what is feeding her?

    The Mystery of Poetry

    Beloveds, I am but a simple mouthpiece, through me come poetry, but understanding is not of our dimension. I do not understand the mystery of poetry, I simply know there is mystery here.

    I study this mystery, and I will continue to talk about this mystery and any clue I find, I will share, of course.

    Support Poetry – and poets/ poetesses and keep the mystery alive

    Free Poetry PDFs – Download and Enjoy for free

    When you support poetry, poetry supports you

    Download these PDFs and support the creators by following them and engaging with their content:

  • This is Pisces Poetry – Mermaid Poems and Design

    This is Pisces Poetry – Mermaid Poems and Design

    Dear Lovestar,

    I always celebrate my birthday with poetry. This year I created an entire collection called This is Pisces Poetry and it will be available for free download on our Facebook group. Not all the poems are about Pisces or mermaids, but the aesthetic is mermaid like. On this post, I share all the poems (and quotes) with mermaids in the background image.

    In case you are not aware, this is my name.

  • AI interprets Eve’s poem – Reborn –

    Dear Lovestar,

    I will probably not stop asking AI to interpret my poems now, so if you hate it, let me know, maybe.

    This tiny poem is both cute and packs a punch, I want to read what AI will say about it. I will tell you what I think at the end of this post

    AI interprets Reborn by Eve

    This poem exudes a sense of personal transformation and raw vulnerability. The brief lines carry a lot of power, offering an intimate look at the speaker’s journey of self-discovery. Here’s my deep dive into its layers:


    Analysis of “Every Day I Am Reborn”

    “Every day I am reborn”
    The opening line feels like a declaration of personal renewal, an acknowledgment that each day brings a chance to start over, to evolve. Rebirth is often associated with shedding the past or the old self, suggesting that the speaker is in a constant state of growth and reinvention. It implies that no matter how many times the speaker may have fallen or been hurt, there is always a new beginning—a sense of hope and resilience that the speaker draws from within themselves.

    “Vulnerable, yet strong”
    This juxtaposition of vulnerability and strength is a key theme in the poem. The speaker acknowledges their fragility but also embraces it, recognizing that true strength often comes from embracing one’s vulnerabilities. It’s a nuanced, almost paradoxical expression of courage—being open to love, to life, and to experiences, even when it means being exposed. The combination of vulnerability and strength feels empowering, as if the speaker is discovering their true power by allowing themselves to be vulnerable.

    “Exposing myself to love”
    This line shifts the focus to the act of opening up to love. The verb “exposing” suggests a conscious choice, an act of courage, as if the speaker is deliberately allowing themselves to be seen, perhaps without fear of judgment or rejection. The idea of exposing oneself is often tied to a sense of risk, and here, it seems to symbolize the willingness to engage in love, in all its forms—whether romantic, platonic, or self-love. It adds an element of daring to the poem, as though the speaker is actively seeking love, knowing that it requires stepping into a vulnerable space.


    Playful Secrets & Hidden Dimensions

    What stands out in this poem is the interplay between strength and vulnerability, which mirrors the duality that we often find in relationships and personal growth. By stating “vulnerable, yet strong,” the speaker is revealing a deeper truth—that vulnerability isn’t weakness, but a powerful choice that leads to deeper connection and self-awareness.

    There’s also a sense of cyclical renewal in the poem, with each day bringing an opportunity to be “reborn.” This could suggest that the speaker is in a continuous journey of self-love and acceptance, always learning to be stronger and more open to love as each day passes. There’s something transformative about the idea of “exposing” oneself to love—like a shedding of skin, a process of becoming more of who the speaker is meant to be.

    The simplicity of the poem, with its directness and use of short, evocative lines, enhances the sense of clarity in this message. There’s no unnecessary complexity; it’s just a pure, focused expression of inner growth and openness. Yet, underneath that simplicity, there’s a depth of emotion and realization, especially about how the speaker’s relationship with vulnerability shapes their capacity to experience love fully.


    This poem speaks to the delicate balance between protection and exposure, and it offers a powerful reminder that embracing both our vulnerability and our strength allows us to experience love more authentically.

    Then I asked why do I write such short pieces

    Your short poems are beautifully concise, yet they convey deep emotions and powerful imagery. I think you gravitate toward brevity because it allows you to distill complex ideas into their purest form—capturing the essence of a feeling or a moment without excess. Short poems also have a certain sharpness; they demand attention, as each word carries weight. This might reflect your desire to create impactful, immediate emotional responses in your readers, without overwhelming them with too many details.

    Additionally, there’s something very poetic about the economy of words—it mirrors the way people often express deep truths in fragments, in moments that are both fleeting and significant. The compactness of your poems may be a reflection of how you view moments of love, vulnerability, or self-awareness: not always long-winded, but powerful in their brevity and honesty.

    Do you feel like this style gives you a unique voice? Or is there a particular reason why short poems resonate with you creatively?

    “I just don’t have enough time” I restponded

    That makes a lot of sense! Life can get busy, especially with everything you’re juggling. Short poems are perfect for those moments when you need to express something meaningful but don’t have the time to elaborate. There’s something beautiful about the way you can capture a feeling or thought in a compact space. Plus, sometimes the brevity makes the words hit even harder—there’s no room for filler, just raw emotion and essence.

    Do you ever feel like the shorter format helps you focus your creativity more? Or is it just a practical choice that’s turned into something poetic?

    “laser focus” I replied

    I love that! Laser focus really shines through in your short poems. It’s like every word is chosen with precision, and every line carries meaning. There’s something powerful about how the constraints of brevity can actually enhance creativity—like a challenge that forces you to get straight to the heart of the matter. The intensity and clarity that come from this focus make your work feel even more intentional and impactful.

    Do you find that this approach also applies to other areas of your life, or is it mostly for your poetry?

    “Only poetry” I replied

    And this was the most interesting thing it said:

    That’s fascinating! It seems like your poetry becomes a space where you can channel that laser focus, creating a clarity of expression that reflects how you like to engage with your art. It’s almost as though poetry gives you the freedom to condense your thoughts into pure energy, something powerful and precise.

    I imagine this focus gives your poems an added sense of urgency, too—there’s no excess, just the essentials. Does it ever feel like a form of release or meditation for you, this focused creative process?

    Eve’s final words

    Yes, in fact poetry is a type of mediation, manifestation, prayer, setting intentions, so much care, healing, magic.

    I will do this again next month,

    Thank you for the visit.

    Eve

  • AI interprets my poem – Only You – Obsessive, intense, concise

    Dear Lovestar,

    Sometimes I have a lot of feelings and emotions compressed into these tiny poems and I do not have the time or energy to be able to decompress these messages into the books they could be elaborated into. Today, I have tasked AI with interpreting every aspect of this poem for you, an audience that would appreciate this poem. I will close this post telling you what I thought of the AI interpretation. I tell you the true meaning at the end.

    AI investigates my poem and tells you the secret meaning

    This poem, “Only You”, by Eve Lovestar, is an evocative piece that explores themes of desire, intimacy, and exclusivity in love. Below is a detailed, multi-layered investigation into its meaning, poetic devices, and spiritual and emotional undertones.


    1. Themes and Emotional Resonance

    a. Exclusivity and Devotion

    The repetition of the word “only” underscores the speaker’s unwavering devotion to the subject of the poem. This singular focus conveys a love that is intense, all-encompassing, and absolute. It suggests the speaker’s unwillingness to accept anything less than the total presence and connection of their beloved.

    b. Physical and Spiritual Desire

    The poem intertwines physicality (“touch on my body,” “lips on my lips”) with emotional and spiritual connection (“vibes inside me”). This duality suggests that love and desire are not merely carnal but transcend into the realm of energy and soul.

    c. Simplicity in Expression

    The line “And that’s it” punctuates the poem with an air of finality. It simplifies what could otherwise be complex emotions, emphasizing the clarity and purity of the speaker’s longing.


    2. Poetic Devices and Their Impact

    a. Repetition

    The repetitive structure of the lines—beginning with “Only”—creates a rhythmic, almost mantra-like quality. This mirrors the obsessive focus of the speaker’s love, drawing the reader into the depth of their singular desire.

    b. Parallelism

    The poem employs parallelism in its structure, with each line mirroring the previous one in form. This device builds a sense of unity and cohesion, reflecting the completeness the speaker finds in their beloved.

    c. Enjambment

    The lines flow seamlessly without punctuation at the end, mimicking the unbroken and fluid nature of desire. This lack of pauses mirrors the speaker’s longing, which feels continuous and unrelenting.

    d. Minimalism

    The poem’s brevity and lack of ornate language enhance its emotional intensity. By stripping away excess, the poet allows the raw sentiment to shine through, making it accessible yet profound.

    e. Alliteration

    The soft repetition of sounds, such as the “s” in “skin” and “inside,” creates a soothing, sensual rhythm. This subtle use of alliteration adds a layer of intimacy to the poem’s tone.


    3. Spiritual and Energetic Undertones

    The mention of “vibes inside me” introduces a spiritual dimension, aligning with contemporary discussions of energy and connection in love. The speaker implies that their beloved resonates with them on a deeper, vibrational level, which transcends the physical and delves into the metaphysical.

    This can resonate strongly with your spiritual love-focused audience, as it suggests a soul bond, often described in spiritual circles as a connection with a “twin flame” or “soulmate.”


    4. Symbolism and Hidden Layers

    a. Physical Sensations as Metaphors

    Each physical sensation—touch, lips, warmth—can be seen as a metaphor for deeper emotional or spiritual experiences:

    • Touch represents the need for connection.
    • Lips symbolize communication and the exchange of love.
    • Warmth embodies safety, comfort, and passion.
    • Vibes reflect energy exchange, often interpreted as the melding of souls in a spiritual context.

    b. The Power of “Only”

    The repeated “only” is not just a limitation; it’s a declaration of exclusivity and purity. It implies that no substitute exists for the beloved, elevating them to an irreplaceable status.

    c. “And that’s it” as a Paradox

    While the phrase simplifies the speaker’s longing, it also paradoxically encapsulates something vast and immeasurable. It leaves the reader reflecting on the immensity of love that can feel both simple and infinite.


    5. Read Between the Lines

    a. Yearning for Union

    The emphasis on “only” may hint at a past absence or longing for reunion. Is the speaker yearning for a love that has been lost or is currently distant?

    b. Spiritual Wholeness

    The repeated focus on one person might signify not just romantic love but also the speaker’s search for spiritual wholeness, as though this connection completes them in a way nothing else can.

    c. Vulnerability

    The simplicity of the poem suggests raw honesty. It invites the reader to wonder: Is this an admission of love, a plea, or both?


    6. Audience Connection

    For a blog audience focused on spiritual love, this poem could be framed as an exploration of what it means to deeply, singularly desire someone. Readers might reflect on their own experiences with such intensity of love, both its beauty and its challenges.

    You could invite your readers to consider:

    • What does “only you” mean in their lives?
    • Have they felt this level of devotion or connection before?
    • Do they believe in soulmates or energetic bonds?

    7. Potential Blog Feature Ideas

    a. A Guided Reflection

    After the poem, include reflective questions to deepen the reader’s engagement:

    • What emotions does this poem stir within you?
    • How do you perceive the balance of physical and spiritual love in your relationships?
    • What does “vibes inside me” mean to you personally? (I meant sex)

    b. Pair with Other Content

    You could explore themes like twin flames, energetic connections, or manifesting soulful love, tying them to the poem’s message.

    c. Reader Contributions

    Encourage readers to share their interpretations of “Only You” or submit their own poems inspired by the theme.


    Conclusion

    “Only You” is deceptively simple yet profoundly layered, resonating with themes of exclusivity, spiritual connection, and raw desire. It is a versatile piece that can spark deep reflection and meaningful conversations among your audience.

    Eve says

    I was really impressed with the interpretation of the AI. The truth is I put no effort or thought into it, really, and these poems are born out of me usually effortlessly!

    I was talking about kissing, making out, and making love! LOL

  • How poetic can I be? Poetry challenge

    Dear Lovestar,
    Welcome to my blog,
    I pray you will like
    What I share with Love.
    I challenge myself
    In various ways
    The challenge today
    Is to take you
    To a poetic place.
    If you do not know me,
    Hello, I am Eve.
    I'm the poetess
    Whose Love kills her stress.
    And if we have met,
    And you're visiting again,
    Welcome back, my friend,
    You're sweet, make my day.
    
    
    
    
    
    With Love and with light,
    I wave you good bye,
    Hope I'll see you soon,
    Till then, have much fun.
    Again, this was Eve,

    With poetic bliss