Slowly, the girl who died reveals herself, Shyly and slyly, She offers a piece of herself, A small and dinky part of her brain, Maybe for no one, or maybe for someone else. Enough is enough. She wants to be relieved By the clasps of trepidation and mel » Continue Reading
If I could, I would Move to the dark side of the moon. No people, No houses, Just me, myself, and no one else. I could jump, I could sing, And you wouldn't hear a thing. I could scream, I could yell, » Continue Reading
A fawn of innocent beauty, an enchanting fae. Pixie wings caught in the zephyr, the creatures of today. Enchantress of the woodland, the one who lets all s » Continue Reading
K, your eyes are like the river by my old house, a murky green, unforeseen, but so shallow you can see right through them, your thoughts unclean. K, your hair is lik » Continue Reading
Father dearest, where did your little girl go? Brought to tears, ugly words were thrown. You knew and sat idly by, and little by little, that little girl, went away. Pehaps your bride, overstayed her welcome. perhaps she » Continue Reading
You are the sun, I but a lamp. I yearn to revolve without heart cramps. Your gravitational pull, a tempting conquest. I don't know how much » Continue Reading