What we are born in them as identities
are never as shameful as...
there is no going back,
her voice echoed...
passively assertive – you exercise restraint in...
but the music between you and i are limited by...
Do not read between my lines-
no more...
I used to write a poem a day
but who am I kidding...
So much land and sea have I traversed.
So many things for ones eyes to behold...
Well hello there Mr Dragon
I guess we meet again...
Sister is definitely an
Honorary title and she deserves this...
.
Shall I compare thee to a page of old...
In reality,
it's beautiful...
Pieces of "her" linger
nested in the beams of this house...
Don't drift
away from the...