My world, no. The world in the vaguest sense;
I see it twining and ripping in the most peculiar...

1. Love poems almost always sound the same, but...
2. People are blinded by love; it is all they see...

Her eyes were slightly wet and dim, covered by...
For years, she had entertained the notion of the...

Something happened last night
something I don't yet understand...

I wake up every morning to
the darkness in and over me...

Sweet lies- my fancy doth swing
and stream; it ebbs and flows...

LET IT BE SO:
that the life of one unknown is held more...

Miles apart we seem to sleep
Yet here we are, in your bed...

Here am I, a nameless star
in the sky...

I am the type that will listen to a song for...
and each time, it will never sound the same to me...

Rays of gold streak
the waking sky...

My heart bleeds for the moment
when I finally break the surface of the water...