Morning by days not less or late Her heart flutters and fail’d to b… I tossed her arms up and down, Her arms dare to stay and it drop’… Her lips was wide, curve while her…
There are many usual things On your mind when you have a mind To worry, There are many unusual aspect on y… Mind that are vulnerable, vivid
Writing is like drugs You will never stop wanting more Or trying so hard to see how high…
I can’t Promise you Heaven But we will Be
I love Everything That will Make Me
Many could milk a cow or Learn how to milk a cow and Still obliterate to cluster the st… One take in milking a cow, Multiple could shoot a rifle in ev…
A night in the dark with the crick… Undefined moaning of flashy eyes c… The hatching of egg sound with pie… From a very tall stripped tree, The moon and the stars paints;
Is this life I seek Is this purity I recall Is this love I felt Is this death I ordered And If i could write them all,
A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to
Only if i Could have Never Learned a way To arouse
There are sweetness in his blazing… Admiration of kind mind that winds… So, why halt? when the symphony Of grasp still commence, I can see the shadow line of where
Many had played this game like a c… A mouse, we once played the game b… Drained and emotionally out of dep… The game hates to differ and knows… Fight for this game and be careles…
There are many ways To start a poem and many Words to start one with. There are many ways to create A life and many styles involved
One will fail to believe, if not Seen or perceived, what solemnly; Another heart had muster Precariously, for intent or brief A talent titled grief.
A simple choice is a great certain… For her own sacred delight, With love among all odds And transparency among every refle… With death above usual peace,
