A love letter to you would be to the world a long letter The words I cook up are heated by the passion I feel for you Longing for your grip, hold me before I loose control of my mind I am a your disciple, I would be your faithful and loyal follower I would […]
Butterflies pounding on the walls of my stomach My heart beat rises , but my voice grows lighter The light coming into my soul seems darkened by the sadness of my heart My eyes are drenched with liquid sorrow as my pulse drops Left in the lurch : deserted but not abandoned for gloom still
Catenaccio ‘Bolted door’ Read Post »
When the signal seems so far away and the answers we seek are not received When the road followed brings men closer to the past rather than the future We are lost to reason and start to communicate with doubt We are appraised by our unbelief and ushered into a house of illusions The days
