This morning, looking up throughthe windowmy eyes come to rest on alovely, plumped up morning dovesitting quitepeacefully, as they doon a branch, in thecedar wishing then, as I doto take his picturecapture for a momentthispeaceful being, who appearsas if he…
Read more
Sometimes I want to standin thesnowandscream at the worldWHY CAN’T YOU LET ME LOVE YOU BETTER!!??!! (or maybe it’s youorme) some days it’s really hardtoshoulderbecause the world has gone madand are we allnotjust destinedtogowithit come to the edgeof the most…
Read more
Perched as we areon the threshold of a brand new yearpeeking throughthe crackto the breakingdawn not feeling the necessity ofbursting throughormaking an entranceinstead, a more sort oftimid approachgentle pressure on the doorhardly even really apush no longer much of arevelera…
Read more