The eyes of some peoplehave a magical sparkas if they have a hidden sourceof magnetic power.Do I need to touch them,to get it too?Can making eye-conta..
My thoughts are risinglike towering cumulonimbus cloudsover the oceans of my desolationWinds of change scatterbits and pieces of forgotten memoriesand..
Moonlight fills my soulmissing you is my solace ~is sunrise my foe?Waves wash over memy heart is treading water ~no solid ground here.I'll remember yo..
UnhingedI feelBut as I look closerTo the door of my soulI see no hingesTime has and isFlowing in and out of my soulIn slow-motionMy thoughts get going..