I am halfway goneSliding, but still holding on.You don’t pull away, but you don’t try either.The palm of your hand loose with sweat,Between mine.I’ve gotten…
Poet & Storyteller
I am halfway goneSliding, but still holding on.You don’t pull away, but you don’t try either.The palm of your hand loose with sweat,Between mine.I’ve gotten…
Love’s a rose, isn’t it?Don’t believe me?Give it time. After a few hot days,give it a cold night.The petals start to droop,the edges curl round,the…
in a downpour of rain.the world fades away in a flashof white.the rain slants and drizzles,Beginning to fill the gaps of potholes.And crooked cracks left…