Erebus Canto Pt: 19 – Iscariot
Nocturnal nocturnes tremble so soundly within a compulsive void One that lacks variety in its own time and tempo only edging a silence, which echos...
Ethereal
Not often, but as of lately, I have dreamt of daffodils and daisies whispering unto thee angels and of my god, vaguely That symmetry has...
Sapphire Blues
Blighted is my soul as I search the innermost parts of my spirit to find increments pertaining to gold Gilded joy and memories held bashfully...