Category: Poetry

Oh, often I have dreamt beneath faint glimmer of the night, how two […]
Scent of ristretto and apple butter pour whispers out unto readying eve. Your […]
I wonder often why we wish to bear o’ hours of throe and […]
Hidden or lost, obscured from view Yet frore of night distills the dew ― […]
So often heart’s restless as southern wind, won’t you offer solace, soothe with […]
I fear not scorching heat of sun, it’s similar to passion in my […]