Lonely is a weary sadness that pulses with a throbbing pain; unceasing, unrelenting to a parched heart and soul. Alone on one’s own is perfect contentment, a state of joy; the fulfillme...Read More
Roses are red Violets are blue Our friendship is crazy And so are you. Orchids are white Ghost ones are rare The night’s dark, like my soul, And so is your hair. As magnolia grows,...Read More
with a view like this you can’t blame anyone for putting on a tracksuit to try and escape. look at it go! look at it cross the sky with a flash, as if lightning had decided “i like where i am. i t...Read More