Slender boughs tremulous under the weight
of tight-lipped buds, pink like dawn’s blushing glow,
she peeps from the garden, standing tiptoe,
feels the sun’s caress. Like the...
It has been so long since last I felt
your fingertips tracing my pages,
cascading shivers across my spine.
I have missed your smile,
and the way your...
Wandering nightly through the cobbled pavements of the city of dreaming spires,I could not help but notice the darkening shade of sandstone under the...
"A worm has beaten me to the hole I’m digging;
when I pull apart the soil, I find
a slender punctuation mark in the mud.
Its pink body threads through the dark clay."