Murmur and vim, fervor and whim...
Just One Pearl
Struck up a deal with the devil's lot, hoping for just one corner of the world...
Yours to Save
Childlike eyes unto the grave...
The Waking World
Lay claim to the vibrant ebullience that is the waking world...
An Evening Pondering
I wrote this while watching the sunset last night...
Dance For Today
Just dance...
Still Looking West
When all my metaphor has been undressed, you'll still find me looking west
Standing Next to Her
All I see in photographs from years ago is a chance to go back and retake every picture standing next to her
I Will Do This Someday
What a hopeless phrase. What a terribly, terribly hopeless phrase.
