Lost in a trace.
A shadow mind, so misunderstood.
Sometimes,
Poetry
My Muse is in one of those moods
Take note, what makes your heart beatBreath in the echoes that stand at the gate…
A poem on true love
Sloping outward\ framing
I dance because the music flows through me and demands that I dance…
A poem
Sunrays
Circle ‘round the Sol
A poem.
It’s dark, it’s quietNothing feels quite right
There are two wingsto every prayer,“Help me!”“Let me help you.”