The blind goose with a solemn hear… White, pure and goes on and on and… But without the trails of the rest… All she ever sees was darkness, Darkness –this long parable and na…
They don’t Surprise me They live in a Different world Different city
Love will have no manners Or conciousness to rebuke for, Because nothing dire will decend When eyes finds an obssession to f… Will it walk on rail and loose tra…
I have Loved Less Since The last
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to
I do This to save Me from Insanity And Importantly
Never forget To Do Your own Thing
Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
I will not be too Quick to put a label On something that might Last forever if we try.
I was born anew and i was born now… strongly at me with my tiny hands… ceased to cover my face, leer at all this creature lingerin… and delighted am free.
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
Oh God What would Do Without My hands,
You are beautiful Regardless of what Beauty means.
A relationship without love is lik… Disco of sex, a music, a carpeted… And army of glitzy light of nothin… But a waste of one’s effort to suc… Perhaps love is easy to frisk