Every morning the silly wind blowsthe indigo sky has no cloudy friendsthe trees thirsty for raindropsBirds have no idea what they are missingSweet and..
The useless rainthe shivering of the glass against itmakes the smallest noiseFor the time being I feel like magic still happensthere must be something..
I find the shudder of cold that I feel, when I think of your face, cruelbecause I once found you stunning to look at.I can't help but imagine that I w..
This is a pivotal momentwith vines and rhymes and storiesstill the hero you areyour horse is white but walking awayAnd I want you to go.Perhaps I neve..
I danced in the mirrored glitterheld my hands to your handslifted my feet in motion matching beatsfrom the confident musician in the backas your place..
The sky is purple againwinds eclipsed by blossoming brancheswhose buds are closing for the long night ahead.This Wednesday makes 10 and the birds remi..
Tragic I am notwillful perhapsdedicated no doubt never traumaticbecause this is a story in a journalBut don't be scared of slander.You will be framed ..
Some people walk the groundsnoticing the trees for their leaves.They hear the songs of the birds,feel the breeze, all while holding the secret of the ..
This is just about the most beautiful daythe temptation of sleep is goneHeaven is not crying on the streetsthe world is inviting more than boredom and..
Fortress building and mote filled almost to floodingas the sky shine in sunlight despite my fear of rainShort of all I can do for you todayI sleep on ..