Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

Thoughts you tell yourself when the heart has no voice, a book covered in dust.

Forgotten romance a unreal feeling of desire that leads to an old book covered in dust.

No sweetness after a full moon dance filled with silver rain and rose petals, to get charmed by the fool.

Forgotten romance a unreal feeling of desire that leads to an old book covered in dust.

A charming fool takes you on the path of no judgment a fool’s charm takes you to dance in the silver rain soft as rose petals.

Forgotten romance a unreal feeling of desire that leads to an old book covered in dust.

A new full moon is rising, gold is the rain if you let yourself get charmed by the fool, no time to take the lead, just dance with the fool an feel the full moon magic.

Forgotten romance a unreal desire that leads to a book ware the thoughts you tell yourself are told when heart has no voice, no dust on the book.

©Elke T. B. Stevens 26/08/2018