She possesses a memory like an elephant. The heart of a lioness. Her mind, her playground. Her body moving with the precision of a panther. Her loving spirit felt in her touch, seen in her eyes–glowing, dancing when at peace with those around her. Each atom of her being bent, distorted, frayed as she watchedContinue reading “Death of a Queen”
My super power. People would feel and see the human experience they are creating, providing, or denying another human being before they move in forward motion.
Singer Musician Writer Man