I feel like I’ve become lost.
On a Whim
Fill up my cup//Not quite to the brim...
I Could Use That Fire
With a flame that is just part of them//They always know how to use it...//I could use that kind of fire today...
In a Hearth
It was once bright, tall... a beacon on a mountain//And now, in a hearth, it quietly sits...
Welcome To Stay
My Love, if you read this someday just know I might not be okay but you are always welcome to stay.
Heartsick
Now I'm heartsick // hoping beyond hope that you can feel this // dreaming about the taste of your scarlet lipstick // soft, sweet kisses... oh, I've missed it // the chance to be your everything
Ever On the Wing, pt. IV: Servants and Benevolent Kings
Not a one deserves to be proud except servants and benevolent kings
It’s Pouring – Revisited
There's nothing left inside//
the ink well is dry, my hand was stayed//
nothing more to confide//
silence on an empty stage
Bottled Fortune
Scribbled, childish writing on the paper more profound than you grew to be
December Rose 