Sliding past the truthwith a tip of your proverbial hat,a glorious creationworn for such situations.A slight of tongue,a slip of your lip,a veracity s..
How is it that the universe expandsand I cannot diminish thoughts of you?Your memory should be cold now instead it scorches and burnsmelting the edges..
"Poet oh poet," bleed your soul upon the parchmentmake me see reality through new eyes,sew golden threads throughout vivid imagerymake me breathe in y..