Creaking sound of rusted latch sleeping alone again, naturally, only tide’s tremors would let her in  I should promise you  my last kiss of summer, for winter’s kismet kites are grounded strung by ice lifeguards; rescue is the warmth between thighs  Pearls for breasts, silver skin limbs frosted-glass...

A canary flewthrough the broken windowand perched on the edge of my desk.It tilted its head, yellow featherscatching the dim glow of the splintered dawn.Black beak madness.“Who are you?” it asked,voice sharp as a fillet knife.I shrugged.“I’m a base...

You must stoppedCursing at GodHe doesn't like that kind of behaviorFrom no bodyYou must not forget to pray to GodEvery night before you go to bedYou say you don't have timeYou must make time and pray for himIt only...

That beautiful starry nightDuring the Summer nightI enjoy very muchI look up in the skyAnd I see all theStars shining in the skyThe stars takes myBreath awayLeaving me breathlessAlso it was my fatherThat made the skyWith his holy handsBefore...

Father hear mePlease grant some healthFor my weary frameSince I have no vigorAnd Father seeI am older nowDeep within this grayWhile a heavy spiritBears down my heartI find it hardEvery single waking dayTo carry this loadI Must confess this...