...I find myself wanting to be different
Wanting to be Different
Black Ink On Paper
My soul spills out - black ink on paper...
The Warming Winter
Open your eyes to the warming winter//Stifle a cough to maintain the peace...
Forever, With You
Dear love of mine, what I wouldn't do to find your fingers intertwined in the holes of my life
The Air Around Your Lungs
And who says you must wait until time's nearly up to learn how to scream//to learn how to breathe//or to learn how to notice the air around your lungs
The Name of My Landscape
An identity- Wholeheartedly
Coffee Shop Hours
I promise it won't be long until every sentence breathes
December Rose 