Fourteen simple soundsform this…
I’m not a painter who paints the most beautiful smileI’m not a writer who writes the most beautiful lineI’m just someone who tries to make thee…
The day broke as my sinus cavity stung with pain
In the leaving is the arriving.
In the flight is the landing.
A ladTo an old maidenTender words andPrime love for an aged heartGenerations only made paper wallsFrom Yours Truly
Coming to you back and forth.I may stumble but I’m dearly focused on you, my north.