In and about.All my truths are embellished with lies. All my sceneries forget to rhyme There is two of me that toils with my mind And one of us that…Jun 9Jun 9
There Is Always TimeThe steady pace, of our stored words The creak of your name, that I hear The caress, of your steady breath To dress your fingers, in my…Jan 14Jan 14
Blur into youCling to your certainty that my calmness claims Faced with fragments of your fickle footprintsSep 6, 2023Sep 6, 2023
