Does a gnome in the garden
keep fishing at night...
Hand me your heart,
I will hold it fast...
Here, at the end of all I am
As eyesight fades, with hearing spent...
Moments caught forever
in a single blinking click...
Betrayal,
A monochromatic rose...
Kissing the moon is
impossible...
Unspoken is the creed between a woman and the...
That keeps most intimate and deep those matters...
She stands amid the chanting mass
crushed on all sides like a pebble between...
Youthful aspirations hold
the world in pristine hands...
Too often life demands
we be broken...
A tree there stands upon a hill
Which bears such painful scars...
Banners snap in breeze wrought heavy with the...
Hooves rumble across grass worn thin and bare in...