The horse pranced,the wind softly danced.And ruffled its soft mane.The sunlight smiled,and the horse felt the same. What a lovely day for prancing.Hooves tapping and dancing.In the soft,gentle wind. A horse as ordinary as can be.Riding on its back across a...

I gave you the keythe pages warm from touch,creased where I lingered too long.I told you where my nakedness waits,where I loosen,silk by silk,until there is only skinremembering it was madeto be felt.No longer a wallflower,I step into the...

Those malefactors from the upsidedon't want the moneythey own the bankwhat's there to dowhen every sun day ends the samecan't see the sky is bluethey gaze down herefinally, their attentionof an understanding fewwho look shocked and amazedappalled and ashamedwhile...