Sacrificial blood runs blithely down walls of bleakly cold memories heart offerings penned tenaciously sacrificed on pages of poetry. Verses faded under the trace of strangers fingertips; others who desire […]
Do roses know, when in the ground The beauty they shall soon display, Or petaled paths that footsteps pound So understand their way? Do symphonies hear their own songs Before […]
silver stardust filtering through my mind moonbeam memories of dancing on rose petals from dusk until dawn’s first light reminding me of a golden moment in my past.
How important must he be for me to admit I love him? If I memorize the lines of his face, or muss his hair, or step on his toes, will […]