losing lovers over time
losing lovers over time she is always there muse siren trap door we are either leaning into our lover or venturing in the opposite direction in a poem nothing is…
losing lovers over time she is always there muse siren trap door we are either leaning into our lover or venturing in the opposite direction in a poem nothing is…
light around us it may not feel like it but we have a lot of light around us you in fact without knowing it without any connection are a spark…
not going it might be the in-between times that are hardest adrift in ordinary nothingness no spark of a song or letters causing me to dance a mind not…