Passion

Rain trickles down my clothes ever so lightly that It showers me clean from Lust.
The walk of Shame...

I hate mediocrity I hate the way it sits
I hate the way my heart beats I hate when it skips...

My mother was a Cherokee, my father was an American soldier
They came together in war and loved...

How long can someone live without water?
This unquenchable thirst and the water won't come out of...

I pen my thoughts as I ,escape from reality just for,
the duration of my words hitting the paper,...

Who am I

A fool

Who
Selfishly
Wears the
Color black

Self...

everyday
she
waits
for his message
on messenger

His pictures
...

WHY ARE WE SO QUICK IN POINTING OUT SIN CONCERNING OUR ERRING
BROTHERS ?
NEVER LOOKING WITHIN...

My heart is being set in motion with a feeling of distortion.
I'm not prepared for this feeling, to...

she stands there,
without an ounce
of flair..
into the broad light
heavens she...

before I ever Loved anyone… I loathed Myself.
and Yet, we are Not Familiar.

your...

Welcome
to Oshoville
where the air is clean
and the mind is still
where truths...

I absolutely adore the sound of the roaring sea

As I listen thru a small seashell hole it...

I hear you
every time
my quill
slips

simple
typos
...

She dances in her shadows
In the brightness of the moon
Weaving, intertwining
her...