roses and chains
all there is, is time
Tag: poetry
Time Framed
Today I hike Remembering old girlfriends they are doing well thank you their mothers now gone resting peacefully, proud Worrying
RIP
the greeting for a brand new shadow
Tortured Children
where our hearts used to be is gone
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My Old Schools — an anthology
Waiting in traffic just to be with you, I’ve missed you so, I don’t know why. Or it could be
The Old Sumac
it seems the sunrise stays all day
Bittersweet
A sip? Please a drop? That I might know once again. Your taste. In my tears.