Photons
Originally posted on PoeEternal:
Has reason ever opened its wings for youOn cool spring morningsLike seeing the world for the first time in colorThe way your blue drapes over the skiesHave you ever…
Originally posted on PoeEternal:
Has reason ever opened its wings for youOn cool spring morningsLike seeing the world for the first time in colorThe way your blue drapes over the skiesHave you ever…
A lullaby Old man memories become sweeter with time and distance. The old man wondered if she remember him, like he remembered her. He was twenty years old once and youth was… Continue reading
A amazing poem. Please read her work.
Originally posted on tornadoday:
with sweet regard a warm caress can burn a soul in two – or purge a dream from waking – near enough to coming true catastrophic tendencies – tho…
Father never cries (Written in November 1990) My father never cries, my father rarely smiled, my father eyes turned darker, because of life burden. His body and heart gave-up in the battle of… Continue reading
The sweetest gift (Written in October 1990) In is noon on Sunday and our bodies are wrapped together, your warm skin against my skin, my arms encircling you and I am falling into… Continue reading
(I wrote October 1990, I hope you like.) Love be right Please hold my hand, please give me warm and gentle kisses with the midnight night moon above us. Let’s walk together… Continue reading
God’s going to cut you down… I told the kids. Hate is heavy sin and make us feel no good. Leave us dead in the heart and the mind. When you… Continue reading
Originally posted on Colombage's Corner:
The first time I met your eyes I knew that I’m going to love our story But when I saw the way you look at her I…