To Drift Or To Shine
Of course I could write about her I could make the heaven’s seem but a shadow to her image The essence of beauty would cultivate...
The Night Sky Pt.8 Epilogue – Starry Night
Priceless perceptional pearls Were the gems once held in the heavens But it has been so long since I have viewed the night sky That...
Metamorphosis
It all starts when you accept the reality of your death in your dreamsYou fade with the smoke that you exhale And you stand in...