On the Sill

My heart gets away from me sometimes No, I'm not talking about love Nor apathy, nor hatred Simply this: Have you ever had a dream One bigger than you thought you'd ever think One that makes your heart race so fast, you figure it surely must be It Ah, that wonderful It that is so... Continue Reading →

Ever On the Wing, pt. III

Chimeric ebullience is all my vessel Swathing as the springtime mistral For enthralling and enchanting is all that might stupefy Lest you crack the icy enamel with a sanguine sigh   And take to the wing as a swift   Agile

Once More

The sweet dawn and her gentle breeze Are reserved for the lovely nightingale Tirelessly caressing the world in a melody That speaks of starshine and moonlight, gleaming As seamen once more hoist the sail   Remind me again what it means To captivate hearts, and what is entail'd To love and be loved, to live... Continue Reading →

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