I didn’t want to say too much.Really,there wasn’t much to say at all. I don’t want to open whatwas never really closed. It’s just a…
Poet & Storyteller
He is her mirror,The one she stands beforeWhether things are good or bad.Until she walks away,She doesn’t understandThe cracks spreadingAcross her face,Ignoring the obviousShe applies…
When I look into your eyes,I see the doubt of lingering questionsthe strength of our loveand whether it can prevail. I see the things you’ve…