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adorned like the night
she lays out in the warm sun
scented
adorned like the night she lays out in the warm sun scented with the romantic notions of moonlight her illustrated eyes slowly wander me like a sensu...
adorned like the night she lays out in the warm sun scented with the romantic notions of moonlight her illustrated eyes slowly wander me like a sensu...
up the graveyard road
fragile heart she lay ruptured in my
up the graveyard road fragile heart she lay ruptured in my lounge chair grey faced i mumble a few parting words over her before i lay out the finest ...
up the graveyard road fragile heart she lay ruptured in my lounge chair grey faced i mumble a few parting words over her before i lay out the finest ...
tidal basin
in the wilderness
i sketch in the thick air with
tidal basin in the wilderness i sketch in the thick air with my words painting grand towers and epic people riding against the forever setting sun gr...
tidal basin in the wilderness i sketch in the thick air with my words painting grand towers and epic people riding against the forever setting sun gr...
woe is me
the cold tiles of the floor
cracked and dirty
in
woe is me the cold tiles of the floor cracked and dirty in the dim light of the vacant condemned house still give white hot retort of light as the su...
woe is me the cold tiles of the floor cracked and dirty in the dim light of the vacant condemned house still give white hot retort of light as the su...
our dream
its late
and the stale September air feels
to
our dream its late and the stale September air feels to linger on a hint of something impending search for its meaning but the stars are muted by sky...
our dream its late and the stale September air feels to linger on a hint of something impending search for its meaning but the stars are muted by sky...
Jezebel Rose.....I love you.
we went walking in the
birdsong
Jezebel Rose.....I love you. we went walking in the birdsong breezes hand in hand in the spring grass neath the juniper tree and her heart sung me a ...
Jezebel Rose.....I love you. we went walking in the birdsong breezes hand in hand in the spring grass neath the juniper tree and her heart sung me a ...
she is a peddler of perils
the quiet engine of passing
she is a peddler of perils the quiet engine of passing time produces gremlins in the shadows of morning they steal the warmth from his cup of coffee ...
she is a peddler of perils the quiet engine of passing time produces gremlins in the shadows of morning they steal the warmth from his cup of coffee ...
no more running
the choices made
just the sitting alone in the
no more running the choices made just the sitting alone in the dark of your own waiting the waiting for the truth to come on up the road but that cou...
no more running the choices made just the sitting alone in the dark of your own waiting the waiting for the truth to come on up the road but that cou...
focus number five
the addled man sits
with his eyes wide as
focus number five the addled man sits with his eyes wide as the photographer focuses his lost scraps of tangible thought he sews into a tapestry of f...
focus number five the addled man sits with his eyes wide as the photographer focuses his lost scraps of tangible thought he sews into a tapestry of f...
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