My feelings continue to rise for you / like dawn into day / but far faster than nature could ever allow anything to progress. / It’s grown so, that it outstretches the widest meadows / and reaches d…
I used to wake up to a pink sky / Just before the sun peeked over the hills / On those days all I could do was / Think of answers to my own questions / Or sketch away the dissatisfaction / Of not bein…
Remember me? / The shaky on stage / Romanticist writer / who strived to focus more on / the flow of my writing, / rather than on the show of it. / That short and sweet girl / in words and appearance …
Love is truely hard to explain, / sometimes bliss, sometimes pure pain. / it’s strong and in rhapsody it’s garnished, / but also starts wrath and is easily tarnished. / then there’s …
Darling dearest with solemn grace / day dreams bring you to a calmer place / you stare out past the gray, clouded skies / with equally clouded amber eyes / not so far away I begin to stare / contempla…