Too difficult for his eyes not to fall, whilst his dark haired beauty troubles not to sleep at all, his wrecked heart makes true it’s pain, from earlier he captured her Angelic refrain....

Thee cry for peace yet wrecked with hate. This feeble crowd doust fake cruel pain. His people shalt win this day, by Gods design makes true their fate. Victims of deceit by dawns early ...

The fragrant scent of Brunello’s fills the air, as the setting Tuscan Sun broke upon the brute, and the young lady fair. A toast conveyed by his best, too hurried while those gather ne...

The sandman knows when less we wak…

Mornings light pierces through a cracked pane, quickly envelopes her cold essence shiver. Whilst neither comforting nor consoling a flame made good its promise, as the fireplace g...

A Christmas wish should be simple… Cast away doubt, free your hearts… A child’s wish is innocent, promis… Make it simple I implore your wis…

Her heart calms while in sweet rep… A letter inscribed to a Violet Da… Make my heart calm again impassion… Remind me that time when we once l… Carelessly inscribed, a Violet le…

His shallow expression denotes clear indignation, unnoticed by her rosy complexion. Her eyes filled by his charms, so craftily wrought, her minds blinded by what cannot be, by this...

Her minds a dazzlement of true petals brilliant perfection, spirited heart oh lead me to her trails direction. Her beauty carried by this woman’s strength stands dauntless, never wilti...