something to remember:the stars may shine distantlywith a cold clear otherworldly light,untouchable orbs far out of reach,but there is comfort to be f..
words are epheremal for me, todayi reach out to spin them round my fingersto weave them into plaits of sensebut find myself unablethey just don't seem..
why am i sovulnerableto love?why does my heart beat so wildlyat the slightest touch of a nameupon lips that are long past kissinglong past being able ..
my aching chest contains a roomslowly succumbing to dustthe inhabitant having moved outand left nary a belongingto show that someone was once there..i..