If you find someone that you love, go out and grab them, and hopefully they will reciprocate!
Clouds Of Haunting Minds
Could they be the same,
These clouds of haunting minds?
Or is this pleasure just a cameo?
Delightful for the moment,
But all too fleeting,
As a melancholy age does come to pass.
And when the truth is known,
As surely soon it must,
Then I shall be free of these troublesome chains.
Roaming wild I now must gather my purpose,
Or the burden of sloth will envelop my heart,
And I would return to the olden ways.
My spirirt would be shackled,
And you would be lost forever.
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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