She`s dark and mysterious; Christina Jay, `I`m just being me', she would simply say, An...
Commanded the room when in she came Everyone was desperate to know her name Heads were...
Who I wonder is the person you greatly admire ? Someone in your world who will probably inspire...
The vast and varying peaks, Born of earths fire and breath, Slate grey, icy and snow capped...
Oh Will-O’-the-wisp Dancing dreaming Visionary light Spiralling Corkscrewing...
Miss Chameleon Changing into the backdrop You're being whoever They want you to be...
I cannot wait to tell our story of how we came to be and how I lost you at the same time my...
Who is that man with long straight hair ? He is strolling about like he seems to care ...
They hover high In stillest flight Tiny spots Of glowing light Like stars that...
A moth my mouth her wings my lips.
She adores the night for her solitary flight....
The calling of each & everyone of us Have a journey, ahead that can be free, Worthwhile,...
Who is that man sitting all alone ? The only man I know who doesn't have a phone What are...
The skeletal stooped spinster sits amidst candlelight spreading her canvas of milky white.. a sharp needle...
I see you, now I don't. I hear you, are you screaming? I touch you, are...
Separating the subtle fine line between fact or fiction is a magical mystery, a realisation betwixt my...
