FingertipsWater dripsSlinky tongueTasting youngChilly breezeMakes us freezeWarmer breathThe only wealthA pirouette in every perturbed puddlePoor water..
Her eyes on a gondola, but impatient for something anotherArms crossed and skirt dancing in a gentle breeze,Little caress from the strands of honey br..
Would I be a rainbow,Colourful and shining, to somewhere so highThat nobody could reach me even if they try?But why would I be a rainbow,If being woul..
Anticipation never lurked in her vicinity;She seldom needed anybody's attention.Wrapped in her words and written thoughts sheSpent the dawns and celeb..
I am walkingWith myDreamsMade ofGlassIn a moonlessNight downThe boulevard.Pray!That I don'tStumble and fall.A flame ofHopeBrightens yetThe fear ofA st..