My hopeful has interceded, Receded in a mounting field Filled of crimsons soft, Now to Burn me off.


My hopeful has interceded, Receded in a mounting field Filled of crimsons soft, Now to Burn me off.

As a searing endearing exchange, Had become a cumbersome distance Would so I become then accompanied, Even accustomed to the […]

Artifacts of me, Are for others To unsee.

And if I was your bandage, Elastic to your every cut. What if I was made The turnequet, So you […]

A figure though I was, And with a life to figure The window to my right, Was the Location For […]

When you pruned the axioms, That I cared for The returning of before that, Realization Was all I could Wish […]

An invalidating weed has asked her moss, Who tells the opportunities away To weed the growth to a cave, And […]

The visual words gurgled, Apart from the desperation for A husband, a wife, a lover, For the unpursued from the […]

A welcome phase has wavered One in which I knew The person from The mirror But only one Is true. […]

And so then, In a drop A step, And a war I have went on, A goner Not to be, […]