lost within
a mobius dream
chasing what
scream
believing in
nothing
before tomorrow
dare you
touch the silence
blood upon your fingertips
endless light
words carved
liquid across the night
believing
is more than just seeing
stepping beyond
your
linier facade
close your eyes
be surprised
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Love ya!
Jane
Ron
yes.