(2015)
The Dark Within his Light The Nightmare Within his Dreams She is Everything And Yet Nothin… The Sorrow of His Existence The Pain of His Happiness
Yes, I know. But what else is there? To stop? The end came to soon.. To live.
Her name was Solitude, and she wa… like a seaport hit by a storm she collected sad butterflies, street addresses that don’t exist. But she had the fancy
It seems many lifetimes ago In a place unknown, never seen A wild-hearted woman I came to kn… The incomparable of all women And love embraced the passion
“Believe" said the Angel as she cradled the head of the man who slept Dreaming of his wife and marriage. “Believe” said the Angel
Wrappings, Roses and Tinsel creat… peninsulas, travels, litterings of… well-wishes, seagull fodder, recyc… books of poems as doorstops, the such.
Orange and Green tangerines and oranges this is the way to the brown farm where people work from break of da… and never think they’ve worked too…
A Tool Engineer died last night from complication of loosing his soulmate and wife. He was 46 Years old, soft-spoken and an obsessive liar according to her. He never looked the part of ...
They don’t adapt to cold very well There is a tear at the bottom of t… Of the desperate They can’t get used to the cold It doesn’t taste like sin anymore
Oh-oh, yes he was The Roseburg S… Soul going to Hell Lived in a make-believe world of c… of different personalities created… with dreams and fantasies of Splen…
Un Romeo enamorado canta en la ca… abatiendo a todo el mundo con una… encuentra una farola y se para en… dice algo así como: "tú y yo cariñ… Julieta dice: “hey Romeo, casi me…
Ella tenia un buen sentido del hum… Ella era la risa Conocia la desaprobación de todos Debía de haberle alabado desde ant… Si es que su cielo alguna vez habl…
For dearest beautiful who will hav… She would wait and wait. When I s… One time she blew a kiss and it hi… He blushed and handed it to me. I… At our house under the foggy night…
The horses Fled down the road Until they realized It too was fenced in.
I am the wind whispering of eterni… I am silence. I am the junkie on the street corn… I am the moralist who condemns. I am the one who stops to help the…