. I see a raging Ocean, Breaking waves, Turmoil In the making… I see an oddly Burning kraken, Its eight arms Fighting, like an army… I see Water, fire and wind. The elements dancing Cheek to cheek, unexpectedly… Isn’t it strange, Though, that I can see so much Looking out a window Covered with ice,…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
. . I see it…Through yourThick make upThrough your longLong sleeves.I hear it…Despite yourSealed lips,Your very soulScreams.I feel it…The vicious fearThat makes You stepWhen he’s at your heels.I know…The empty promisesAnd the flowersAre just a band aidOn a wound that won’t heal.Yet there you stand,Blind,Deaf,Numb andClueless.But Love never Should hurt,Yours isn’t a relationship,Honey, it’s a…… Continue reading Love shouldn’t…
I see, everything I see for you, You and only You… Silly! I see beauty, Delicate and fresh. I see oddness, The strangest and weirdest. I watch for the Smallest little things, The details that Make this life exciting, Or not. But… I look anyway and collect, Every morsel, piece and bit In scrapbooks…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Cyranny's Cove 