I hunt Red Maple streets looking for YouI can't seem to find the gold I need anywhere.Words will never be the fire that You are.My Ghost fingers clasp..
I saw the red tailed hawk above me gliding with a purpose I saw the beautiful vine maples stretching up against the red brick building and wanted to ..
Far away I thought You were-for so long now my heart's been fightingall this darknessall around me, inside melike a broken sword I could not fix alone..
A walk just before sunset fiery clouds of orange turn to wavesseemingly to crash me against the still hot pavementfrom the mean day's heat wave.She ro..