My eyes upon her beautiful, breathless silence.   Whilst she sleeps forever, I whisper to her in prayer.   Hoping she'll come back, I know that'll never be.   I consider setting foot into the grave to find her.

Here laced to your senses is an enchantment. If it doesn't speak to you...  let it show you!   The day aches, and I with her,  daisies in tune with natural energies  said trouble was on the dimming horizon. I could feel it...the sunflowers all whisper,    quietly gossiping...

A blanket of dust obscures our picture. Soft earth once your skin, now dusted with snow.   This sheet had layered over months without warmth. However, we are soon to hold each other again.   Then spring will be dawned upon and rains of April will shower mud off your brilliant aura.   Summer...

frustration build and my anxiety with itteeth grew and I was seethinganger evident it would be one of those daysembarrased need to be so vulnerablethe world picks at such sore spotsa sigh escaped and I breatheto get a grip...

Situations, life is full of them you know? Buyer beware better handle with care It costs too much to be a part of the show Bargain basement sex simple prey they share   Casting couch confessional Bad intentions on the rise Breaking souls like a professional  Monsters...