What remains of my sun? Clouds, facades of the high skies, obscuring mirrored daystars of my eyes!   There toy are in my sky, whirling in tears in the wind. I want to reach up and grab hold of you.   I see the two searing-white pearls of...

The season of a broken heart is upon me.Heartsick, this burning pain roarswithin my stricken heart chambers.The budding of my youthful heart,my tempestuous squalls - the wildfire of my youth. A blooming summer heartglowing with affection in the light which I bask.An...

in decency keep within halted needbestow upon me fated blisswhere sacred knowledge is keptand liars cower at the sighta flame grows brightersinners glory is recognizedhateful scorn in the morn weep for what wasin coveted shadows taken by a lover's...