(2015)
One gentle moment of life, a coven… Once more I hold you in my arms,… For I know that I must leave you… Your hair benenath my fingers, fee… And your eyes, oh those hazel eyes…
who starts to lie and yet he lies not for some glory’s way, but to protect the one he loved each day from his own brain. And once in every place, there is this man with an empty spa...
Can your past Love forgive me? I… Its a dream, a wish, a pleading fo… Love is patient like the hills, li… like the endless water that flows… Love is kind, like you, the kind t…
who do they think they are my fami… the one i was born into the one I got blood traces to in p… parts of me look around with disda… and wonder why am i
Desperately hanging on the edge of… I listen to the lingering whispers Her voice so sedate and soothing Her hands so warm Her body inviting
He visto la paz, he visto el dolor descansando en los hombros de nues… ¿Ves la verdad a traves de todas l… ¿Ves el mundo a través de ojos ape… Y si quieres hablar de esto otra v…
Take my eyes For I don’t want to see A world without you Cut my hands For this journey is meaningless
In the mirror I saw an angel weep… I tried but I couldn’t avert my e… I realized too late No one is perfect no matter how ha… I realized the reflection in the m…
I sound the call and yet I cry for the answer never comes I see the distant ocean sea and hear the sound of drums. And yet, although I would engage,
I wrote a poem about love and It read itself and sneered, yanked the pencil out of my hand, flipped the eraser tip into suicide grip and rubbed
He sits in His room, pen and paper at hand, afraid that His missives are nothing but bland. Emotions unbridled
I lock the hotel door Behind me alone. And makes me realize I am like the shadow That can come and go
Para amar realmente a una mujer y para entenderla, tienes que conocerla profundamente, escuchar cada pensamiento. Ver cada sueño y darle alas cuando ella quiere volar. Entonces cuando t...
The clouds are rolling, the skies… Raindrops are falling, the river i… It’s a river of tears and harsh th… Where are you and why are you not… The wind with force blew and the b…
My old self who’s there Always, Putting me down Yes it’s him That’s dying.