To balance is a
feather in the heart of the...
All the twirling twisted edges
of nature are gathered...
you collected shells
in your heart...
Free me from this pathetic mortal bond,
Each choice I make is mine...
you’ve missed the tender years –
i needed you most then. i daydream all the...
Am I the sword planted
firmly in the stone...
Red in heart
though blue in hue and view...
I stretched my hand
far higher than my...
She spoke of my existence as if
my birth was a collision of seasons...
I want to hug you until my
arms become a vice...
If ever empathy materialised
So it has within your walls...
When I gaze upon a summery shade of sorrow
wilted dreams within my acoustic tears...