So how do you seethe real poeting mefeathery quill in handpallid parchment belowFully bared in pure lightas I sit down to writelavender sweet taperflits and flittersDraped in shimmering flowof long blonde hairas I conjure up some flairfor these spilt...

I really like roses.The way they smell and shine.And do graceful poses. The way their beauty stands afar.In a land far away.They way their thorns feel,like a dream one day. Roses come in all shapes and sizes,just like humans do.They bathe...

Do I like better the sun?Or do I prefer rain?Do I prefer the sound of rain? As it erases all my pain.Do I prefer the sun?Because I don't feel the need to run. Do I like better sunny weather?Or do I...