You might not consider me swift because realm  of words has an […]
Here we are with wildflowers rising; seeming   as weeds to the causal […]
Her ribcage lowly lit by candelabras   speaks of desires and growing impulses;   […]
A lover without a pinch of rhetoric is as   though empty gestures;  […]
Now that the sky has fallen into the arms of grey sea let us […]
The siege of this era has somewhat begun.  These last words, were uttered […]