Familiarity is the taste of nostalgia
and betrayal...

Am I the sword planted
firmly in the stone...

She is the first flower of Spring -The bold bloom...
She is the smell of rain in Summer -The light mist...

You are the wind rolling through my hair.
You are a fresh cup of coffee...

I've always had a fascination with fire.
Even a simple strike of a match...

My castle has been reduced to rubble,
and my shiny crown melted down into...

The relativity
of each embrace and...

Just as fast as the smile
fleeting across her face...

Lost is a destination I've sailed to
unintentionally more times than I've ever...

Have we been broadcasting live
this entire time...

Chaos begs to be soothed;
just as a candle flame begs to be stoked into an...

I've spent half a lifetime
attempting to rid...