Negative aura and cinnamon skies
Comes flying in, blinding my eyes
Positive things that walk in disguise
Cynical sneering completely pass by
Stomping my chest as if there's no breath
Madness, lost logic again it is met
Draconian whispers seem to appear
Carrying with it, regurgitated fears
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
~~michael~~
Victoria
Joann
Love and Light
dreamweaver