The sweet nothings that should, could, would be, Whisper to me the ideas that come with every swift turn of the breeze, Whisper to me how our life togather will make the love betwee...

I sit in the same spot, seems much… thoroughly enjoying my morning cof… the day might bring. Fully admiring the birds, as they… they sing.

You hide the mysteries behind your painted black eyes, Your curse is beginning to surface… Your innocence has been denied, Your most profound desires have

Calling the evil, Taming the kind, Waiting for the rain to fall, Hoping for the sun to shine, Walking in a path of no direction,

I heard your laughter. The laughter of a deceptive dramat… I heard your smirks as though your… were hidden within and the mask th… was waiting to grab hold my soul.

I often go back ...Without reliving the past, traveling down an old Wooded path, where the tree-tops touch the sky... Forth coming, Skimming branches.. A whistle of memories . A connec...

The start of a new beginning, is t… The true Identity of who I am mea… stumble upon, no,,but the universe… Memories are vague, yet the urging… that was in the cards anyway, alwa…

My child, take your dreams and rea… Never pass up the chance to love w… Give compassion to those who are i… Embrace those around you and, allo… freely.

When she dreams, I can hear her v… Sometimes she weeps, other times l… What’s fascinating is, although, h… still sees.. The grief, love and s… Her direction may change, whether…

The chair where Opal sat, catty corner to her television set, in front of where her bed was positioned at. with her favorite Shaw thrown clumsily over the back . The Chair was where s...

You walk by, with that familiar look in your eyes ….A notion to surrender .Your fingertips can only caress my ivory skin but your eyes embed in the dee...

One foot Behind the other, for a moment I forget about the differences, assumptions and pretenses, for just one breath, a feeling comes alive inside of me, In a single glance I’m shown ...

Every Blue Moon, my senses grow a… Accurately targeting even the unse… Every Blue Moon, with no beliefs,… Tis’ not an option, much like the… vein that runs through me, The Bl…

6 years gone and I’m still holding… one memory I have of you. Milestones I’ve missed and, I’m l… to imagine the pitter– patters of… Some days, the pain is much too ha…