Conversations with a Friend
soothe the call of dawn
verses and musings of j stoeckmann, all rights reserved.
soothe the call of dawn
the discerning eyes of the beholder
You and I, we lay our tracks each side by side
To build a path that can’t be turned
Surrendered to the mob, the choice they make is hate.
the week, any week, anytime
David StraightSettle for the fact that most of the time, you’re just going to have no clue what you’re doing.
all the creatures scramble out, their universe gone lawless
her curls tease me back to Athens
her liquid opal eyes
sequoia amble toward the beach