Biography of Alexia Miles
Single mum who lives in the UK.. I am keen on Photography....http: //milesphotography.jimdo.com/
as well as writing the odd poem and short story.
Trying to make something of myself in this world even if it's just known as a lovely person.
my girls are my world and oneday I will have someone in my life as well to share my hopes and dreams.
Alexia Miles Poems
I saw you walk out of my back door Sat in your car feeling guilty for what you have done I sat day and night crying myself to sleep You cannot come back for my shoulder anymore
I Am Me
My dream job is slowly going down the pan I am not perfect but doing the best I can. I always wanted this and now I hate it Why? because you spoiled it for me
I Only Dream Of You
Once you told me you would be my shoulder and brother for now I sit here looking at your photos and watch how you have been I am so attracted to you so much that my words fail me somehow I am so shy all I want to tell I want to get to know all of you.
I Close My Eyes
I close my eyes and put my head in my hand My hair brushed to one side I feel the night closing in As I drift my dream can begin
My soul is like walking deep into woods and there is snow on the ground I am lost, I am trying to look and find what is needed to be found My soul was taken from me and put somewhere so my heart can heal When I close my eyes I take myself now to somewhere not quite real
Long road I have travelled to find him Been so far I don’t know where to begin. Times I have sat alone wondering why? How do I find my soul mate?
Taking Back Her Life
Watching the sea crash against the rocks The tide coming in Sitting there watching the sun go down Awaiting a new life to begin
My Last Heartbreak
I hear the ticking the clock To the sound of my heart beating Fools like me how we never say Because the cracks always break in front of me
Painting For Me
Here I am sitting here and my mind is of you, Painting me a beautiful picture of colours I love There is something about you that intoxicates me, The thought of Tuscany will come close and near,
My heart bleeds heartbreak over and over My Dreams... wanting them to come true Looking up at the stars thinking “are you looking up there too? ”. My love at the moment is like building house out of sand
Here you we're my perfect stranger now to try and live a lie would be a crime, is it better this way as we may not have a tomorrow but there is always yesterday when you could have been mine.
Time To Go On Exmoor
Time to go on Exmoor Time to go on Exmoor is when it’s got its first frost on the heather There’s a mystery weather fog that comes down
My girls My girls I adore you so You are my life and more
Friends are so dear
Cherish and love them
Tell them that and make it clear
But most of all tell them you will always be there.