I'll take your comments with a grain of salt
Because I like salty food...
When you are humble
and down to the earth, there is...
I am in awe of the translation of your eyes
from forgotten languages of dreams...
Creativity
Please don’t mind me...
Ah, thunder strikes again
All that remains are ashes...
Silence stretches more
then the touch of friendship...
Sunlight pours through closed blinds
Casting a row of light beads on my pillow...
All my ventures in the flesh of grapes
were because...
Dad always told me to
'Reap what you sow' and...
last night, i dreamt of your hands wrapped tightly
around my neck, wringing it like a hand-washed...
The lamest of ducks
can inflict a nasty wound...
The smell of your smoke still lingers,
reminding me of one more thing that you refuse to...