Should I write something more? Any suggestions?
Torn between choice; ruby lips, fl… one forbidden to the laws of love I hardly know. All over waters, each a journey the accumulation of such
A symphony of the selfish thoughts… Thoughts that were once so clever… now overpowered by the clatter and… Far from mine. Perhaps I was thinking of an emot…
There is something about a woman who exudes totality A radiance that commands on looker… swirling like Medusa her strands of hair the snakes fro…
She sucked my essence, out of the ether into the space between our lips Fibers uniting
Shadowed by an over-arching banana… a constant reminder of my failures I sit on a lonely island, a castaway of broken dreams success seven lucky seas away.
Away I go to the Mountains. High up where the air is clear. To clean this thickness that once… consumed my mind. Embedded the the… that locked my self-belief in ston…
The fuse of your time bomb fizzes, juices flowing escorting cancerous puss through your honeycombed pores sealed scabs like plugholes
The stillness of a lake thin layers of icing cake, mmm food, no focus! Concreted coldness of icy pain that is why I’m here.
Wading in a pond of emotions not knowing how to swim with an instrument he has no control over, the fisherman skinny dips the surf…
The sound of rain outside my dusty window is pleasant static to my ears Although it keeps my body awake, it soothes my mind, into a place
I am circulating perpetually on the way round. I hope this is not the u-bend of t… that takes us from where we are go… not, forever bound.
I took the small words on paper in… and watched them implode around me first its edges, gently my fingers pressing down to submer… the center full of water
I need your cosmic warmth beside m… To feel your body weight meld into… To know I am not lost You, not lonely. Simply ensuring we are not wasting…
A bicycle, I see submerged in wat… Its spokes suffocating, waiting fo… What roads it must have taken? A… It is destined to lie in that swam… A slumbering relic of a past memor…
I like the look of autumn leaves On cold wintery steps Fragile in their beauty. Wilting in their vulnerability Easy to crush if not careful.
