Slipping subtly through to lift the blackness is want; its brazen light shimmers […]
In the cavern of my heart you proceed like a river flowing deeply; […]
The mirror is a poem we write to ourselves; long after the sun, […]
This is how I picture the wind; roguish, blowing across lush fields, into […]
Sable or black? Consistency and sometimes misery. Her lips symptomatic speak of simple […]
Suggestiveness is all allusion, inference and association; a weapon, an art of establishing […]