One day, Emerald, tired of tear-stained pillowsAnd her feelings always tossed from the windowsShe decided…
Started with a glanceThen your smileYou slowly unfolded your elegance.
The poetry bookis a giftwrapped upin the soul of a strangerand wherewhenever you…
Tumbling off my stageFor a moment –space—light—truthThen the dance resumes