Words flow ever so naturally across a pagethey sound smooth and perfect and charming,in the movies people say what they say with such confidence and s..
The ebony waters rush above my headlike flames on an autumn nightConsuming me in the cold illusive grasp.Wrapping me in its eternal incandescence.Drea..
A child plays with a doll on a broken porch swingshe stares at the beautiful curls of the dolls hairas a misty green meadow blows around whimsically i..
A soul is not to give or take but to strengthen.A heart is not to love but to live,Mistaken in our everyday life,we blind ourselves with the thought t..