You once told me that I’m quiet.And I sat with that for a while.You never made the time,always busy changing the filterfor every story you…
Poet & Storyteller
You once told me that I’m quiet.And I sat with that for a while.You never made the time,always busy changing the filterfor every story you…
When he sees you,he doesn’t welcome youwith open armslike a cathedralin search of hope. When you dream,he doesn’t askhow the color red tasted,or how you’ve…