Take me through every door,
councils and chambers...
You're away like a season
or a lost minute and I'm...
There is nothing so perfect
as the bud before the bloom, nothing...
Beauty has a pull in ways
Chase dreams from her hair my child...
Inscribed upon my heart
a tattoo of your name...
Pupils dilate
In the middle of the night...
For an M&M vs. TC challenge. Prompt: Write a...
Many days...
My nightingale sings of passing flesh,
which daily sought to find itself in lover's eyes...
As she swims beneath her skin
Stirred up memories help her float...
A whisper, a breath...
...soothing and fresh. Stretch out and reach with...
For love to truly grow in time, it must be given...
A constant struggle, uphill climb, lock without a...
And tomorrow, should the Sun refuse to rise
in the darkness my heart will find the path...