When I made it to work,I thought about yougetting through the day,pushing time forwarduntil it was finally time to go. I had no idea what…
Poet & Storyteller
When I made it to work,I thought about yougetting through the day,pushing time forwarduntil it was finally time to go. I had no idea what…
Her moonthe everlasting creamin my coffee of stars. I stir,hoping she appearsin half-dark twinkles of night. My hands warmin the bistro of anticipation.She leans against…