To look into your eyesWould be to accept your realityTo see what you seeAnd know your painTo swim in your eyesGaze until love pours fromDown into the ..
This is not a poem to outline our differences, it is just how I felt at the time considering my previous experiences. I was reminded of 'The Imperfect..
I was sat at BFI on Southbank waiting for a friend to arrive, watching the way Londoners move about and comparing how foreign it felt to where I had j..
Reaching for an object in a dream,you never can quite touch -context unknown, people covered up -knowing there's a face in there;One you can trust,sli..