It's the little things that money can't buy
That the hands of time can't unwind...
All of my life someone else always pulled the...
Even now as a grown woman their still always...
<A Sad Farewell To My Poetic Love Universe>
[My Invisible Idols...
A good painter knows his colors
Knows them inside and out...
The times when you hear gun shots go off
night has a way of attracting crime...
what did you feel,
throwing some food...
A swan was born
down by the riverside...
You are two.
Yes...
Too many of us speak twice before thinking...
Running as fast as I can
Letting my finger tips touch the sky...
If my breath extends for far too long
I ask you to strangle my mortal song...
The bystander is self-centered,
a bleeding heart's betrayer...