For all their glory words can be but feeble things when they have no soul.Read more "Words Haiku"
The door is locked, the perfect view to hide, But no one thinks to try the knob. The warm Design of letters carved in wood, the wide, Artistic swirls become a person’s form. To peer into a soul unveiled would turn Our hearts away. To watch desire play Upon a vow with muddy feet would […]Read more "Sonnet VII"