See nothing but sticks and silhouettes - know nothing but the next step...
Sticks and Silhouettes
Where I Would Forever Love to Stay
You are the corner of the world where I would forever love to stay...
A Fallen Ambassade
The pen rests on the page - a fallen ambassade...
The Departing Heart and the Somber Knell
One cannot help but fare thee well to the departing heart and the somber knell...
Such Fragile Panes
Why should we be barred from the whimsy we believe by things far more fragile than the dreams that we weave...
Misplaced Dreams
The small raindrops on fallen leaves know what it is to have misplaced dreams...
Greatest to the Least
All live and die - from the greatest to the least...
The Often in Between
[We] often forget to be in the often in between...
Humming Along
Here I am, aimlessly humming along...
December Rose 