Perhaps there isn’t and wont ever be a poem lovely as autumn its […]
Between the crescent moon and satin sheets a heated flush is spreading that makes my […]
Beneath dimly lit obsidian sky Whisper my name Hear the wind sing softly […]
Choosing sepia is as though softening life’s storm, it’s being conscious of one’s […]
The flaming August sky, heavy heart and unsuspecting youth is a bundle of […]
This silence of yours is like pieces of a puzzle forming an endless, […]