Her touch is worth the price of a thousand stars and an eternity of darkness Reaching towards an ever falling sky I wake only to dream of her and sleep only because I miss her touch Breathing in the prana of her soul she gives life to the passion beast that rests deep inside my…
If I were a bird I couldn’t fly as high as I did yesterday Walking Next to you I’ve walked with you before Holding your hand Watching your smile I walked besides volumes of books Next to priceless pieces of art Holding your hand Your smile the only thing capturing my eye I imagine often…
I look for answers everywhere I see the faces of the uncaring They always have answers for unasked questions The tragedy comes from the distance between our heart and head It’s the difference from picking from the tree of knowledge or choosing to be ignorant in the bliss of not knowing There are some things…
