Sounds of salvation are solaces beholden
Yon true loves secrecy whence silence is golden
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Marcella
Marcella wore blue stockings yesterday presumably to hide the bruise that she...
Here I am having a drink at my favorite bar And someone handsome steps in and sits across from me...
Upon Her Ears
At the very same time he brushed aside That single strand of her night wilden...
Spring has arrived with blossoms The air so fresh and nice Where the bees are busy working...
Where would you go if you weren't needed, the flowers call the rain - But all the bones they rattle...
Some days the smell of must eludes me in a time, and every word I long to speak won't silicate a rhyme,...
Queue of Longing
Here In this queue of longing I stand behind Impatient poets...
Beautiful Bruises
I cannot keep this To myself He said Then kissed her...
The Weavers Knot
Despite the night tousled hair twas still amber and gold in the...
What Do I Want From You
What do I want from you now you are gone away
I want to...
A Blue Toothbrush
He left his blue toothbrush Next to hers in the chrome holder ...
I captured true love’s bliss iin the palm of my hand...
I brushed by a single red rose with my...
Hide and seek the NARCISSIST inside PEEK A BOO said YOU to him ...
I am a poet. I am. That is the most concise definition of who I am meant to become. If not a...
Said she's a demolition girl. And she likes to travel the world. She likes to do her thing...
