My Heart
Rising Clouds I feel at home within the gloom, that clothes the light, which once warmed this heart. For a heart that’s broken, more than...
Rising Clouds I feel at home within the gloom, that clothes the light, which once warmed this heart. For a heart that’s broken, more than...
Sulfur Boils twisting tangling trap slowly swiveling save raveling rhyming reach quixotically quibbling quagmire pulsing probing procession otherworldly oppressing oratory nuanced nervous niggling mobious moving...
Flowers Past Your smile, your laughter, your gentle presence, captured in a tiny package. Softly you sat across the room. “Endless questions I have for...
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