Wintry gloom

Clouds are casting their moving shadows over the freezing river and in the midst of winter’s gloom a bit of hope colors up the sky   When will the river stop carrying boulders of ice and its flow quiet down

Wintry gloom

Clouds are casting their moving shadows over the freezing river and in the midst of winter’s gloom a bit of hope colors up the sky   When will the river stop carrying boulders of ice and its flow quiet down

A new found depth

I’m still afraid of you I still doubt you Sometimes I believe you do not care I am a mere nuisance for you You have your busy life to go on with after all seeing your friends adding people on

A new found depth

I’m still afraid of you I still doubt you Sometimes I believe you do not care I am a mere nuisance for you You have your busy life to go on with after all seeing your friends adding people on

Bridging the gap of self-knowledge

Why are we so afraid to be abandoned not to be loved Why do we need a constant stream of reassurance that yes, we are loved why do we get upset, angry, sad when this correspondence interrupts when we’re left

Bridging the gap of self-knowledge

Why are we so afraid to be abandoned not to be loved Why do we need a constant stream of reassurance that yes, we are loved why do we get upset, angry, sad when this correspondence interrupts when we’re left

A bridge between shadows and love

A soft voice whispers in my ears, in my mind let go, surrender to the flow open the fetish websites block him, block this emotion and it shall be all right   It is subtle at first and I try

A bridge between shadows and love

A soft voice whispers in my ears, in my mind let go, surrender to the flow open the fetish websites block him, block this emotion and it shall be all right   It is subtle at first and I try

Reading

You’re waiting for me to write you I recognize that feeling but I’m quietly reading in the library in front of city shrouded in layers of gray huddled houses of gray tone with the subtlest touch of green red tiled

Reading

You’re waiting for me to write you I recognize that feeling but I’m quietly reading in the library in front of city shrouded in layers of gray huddled houses of gray tone with the subtlest touch of green red tiled

Pink Light

I see a pink light emerging from the haze it’s still mild and frozen, but it is there, ever wrapping I feel a swelling warmth in my heart, still contained Is this the promise of a brighter day to come

Pink Light

I see a pink light emerging from the haze it’s still mild and frozen, but it is there, ever wrapping I feel a swelling warmth in my heart, still contained Is this the promise of a brighter day to come

Bellow

My voice is a bellow I’ve decided to give in to my shadows Controlling you, telling you what to do and not to do Defining how your love for me should be   But I’m not happier after writing these

Bellow

My voice is a bellow I’ve decided to give in to my shadows Controlling you, telling you what to do and not to do Defining how your love for me should be   But I’m not happier after writing these