The intrawoven spangled sky Dreams and souls intertwined Are the roots to my ravenous mind Unraveling whimsy as a bloom of springtime The violet and blue fen With the temerity to grow Beyond the reach of acumen The starfield in which I sow Viable
The Sweetness
Give me a piece of your heart And I'll give you a piece of my mind And I'll twist it until the start Meets the end in infinite lines You can't rip them apart What's a book without a spine Then again, words alone are tart They need the sweetness that Love provides Genius
December Rose 