Short time, long time?
I was musing about the passing of time, with the...
She roamed the
universe like she owned...
The pink string wraps around
her slim arm, while it’s other end...
I have a few addictions
Italian food...
The earth knows
no religion...
Dreams burning
underneath a chimney...
His knife slowly went through the corners,
as he carefully carved broken crayons...
She traced the cracks on the wall,
like she sailed within a map...
The clock does not know
it will continue ticking...
I wish the world
was not so cold...
I work alone,
but I am part of a team...
They're mixed emotions
Heated to a boil...