for the one that knows
Oh Dahlia… born of love The sorrowful maiden’s first flowe… Her sweetest treasure from the gar… How she loved watching you grow Your roots deep… your resolve stro…
what do i know of love... i know only of my love which by day belongs to one and by night the same which through trial or death
On October 7, 2013, upon awakenin… Little Miss Goldilocks, issued a… On a public forum, in broad array,… Fortune favored, the man in gray,… The self-satisfied young lady, the…
you see beauty in something that n… it is yours to do with as you plea… you hold it in the palm of your ha… its fate is yours to control or co… but you are not satisfied to live…
there she sits as unreadable to me as ever in that shell she made a home for all i know she could be peeking between invisible fingers
tonight i miss you though i never knew you tonight i recollect our story though i have forgotten who we wer… the day we said i do
the lemon drops whilst the sugared kiss
her body held here in captivity her body lying here
Eve my tattooed nun born with a heart free from the bondage of sin for all is permissible
sometimes i watch and wonder about how perfectly flawed WE are born
*when asked to describe Eve she is not tied to any particular… for it is the power of her passion… in its myriad of forms which draws me in
* read top to bottom then bottom t… winter gnawing biting dreams kept frozen fallen
I have always enjoyed a good love… People fulfilling their dreams No doubts… No fears Two together… Holding each other… In the arms of love
to fish quietly taught by his absence to be
*read top to bottom then bottom to… writers writing readers intently