Grey bird on a cold night I shut my windows off, so your feathers flapped in silence Each starry gaze would seem you needed saving Grey[...]
Grey bird on a cold night I shut my windows off, so your feathers flapped in silence Each starry gaze would seem you needed saving Grey[...]
The poem I wrote for you - the words I never said So you asked me what I’d write about you You’d want to know what the words would s[...]
I won't chase you No, not the same way my mind would run in straight lines, meeting at the center dot, the very peak of all the pathetic ma[...]
The sound of love is the perfect rhythm of hearts beating too fast; they shame a talking drum. The slow stares and gently trails your eyes l[...]
I finally got the courage to publish my first spoken words poetry. The words and voice belong to me, but the music does not. I wrote this[...]
Dear you, You found me when I was finding myself. You chose me at a time I wasn't sure I should choose me. Not sure of the many things I[...]
Stranger, the one born in May With dark hair like they led a pride Yea, that stranger with eyes shot red from all the dance trees trigger.[...]
This is the last letter I wrote to you, the one before I burned the bridge, these bridges we've walked over too many times. Patching and men[...]
You could find me on a Saturday night. Find me daring time and all the forces I can't understand, wielding this blunt knife, the same one th[...]
Last night I dreamt of you, not the usual fairy good tale that strolls into reality, bringing a smile with it or the warm feeling that descr[...]