Writing all the time’
spending my thoughts...

I agree to disagree
that no one should agree on what love truly is...

At my deepest breath, I feel you. My soul relaxes...

I am a book waiting to be read by the right person
i am a bird without a song to sing...

As my eyes shadow the whimpering field
my hearts shield is yielded by a golden spear...

Nowadays, I don't know what to say.
My mind sometimes, does not work, so I end up in...

At my deepest breath, I feel you. My soul relaxes...

I felt like writing a poem today;
but like most of the time, I don't even know...