I wake
and wonder when
my liberation will
take place, longing to roam, seeing
new heights.
6/29/2014
I wake
and wonder when
my liberation will
take place, longing to roam, seeing
new heights.
6/29/2014
Your touch is as soft
as a gentle summer breeze
washing over me.
6/25/2014
I struggle to bind
loose threads together and mend
a fragile friendship.
06/25/2014