I've lost myself,
within all that I found...
Is it to much to ask for a question
instead of an action...
Perhaps it was
the manner in which...
come near –
i promise you it’s safe again...
Women who love too much
wear their heart on their sleeve...
A promise is like a piece of rope,
Alone the strands are week...
May be I was a blanket for the sky:
obscure too dark... filled with light...
There once was a witch, who awoke every day, the...
And the first object she laid her eyes on was the...
I find a pretty butterfly
One I had never seen...
Behold the seconds ticking away,
while the minutes pass by...
I've constructed a fortress made
entirely of mirrors and misdirection...
The image of a lighthouse in an eerie peace
of blue water looking cold even when it's warm...