Silent river A silent river floats beneath your dream Of an untold humid truth That sometimes Makes my veins stiff A hushed drift of your breath Read More » May 21, 2005 No Comments
The shadows Shadows of hidden shapes, Unlike the colors We know in our Eyes, Dwelling In the layers of many Minds. They survive On the resources of Read More » May 21, 2005 No Comments
My hands & your eyes Look, my hands have aged The very hands that with me travelled near and far To high and low points in life The hands that Read More » May 21, 2005 No Comments
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