just“Later on down the road.”for, every sunset is a sunrise somewhereand will be…
A year of struggle, fear, strife,head unwilling to write, for life.
I have learned so much,
Topsy turvy worldweaving desire webs with dreamsto take me to you,cruel time stands in…
Once lived
a one line poem for the prompt: curtains
Are we alone?
I mean at the end.