It’s weird to think of snowAs wet. And yet. It falls more heavily than otherTypes. But without the airiness. It...
cranberry apple loveyou were kickedstamped beneath my bootsin the feat of fallin the sunsets of berries on the porchof a...
Feed me a bite of the moonSpoon me a sliverDarling, you know I like youStarling, you were born in JuneWhen...
I curse the muse who whispered to me those silken siren words that slipped beneath my collar and seduced me...
Warn me if you love meGo and sound the battle cryDon’t pretend like love is lovelyLike she’ll hold you like...
Our fighting days have reached their end At long last, our war is won Won’t you spare me one last...
I hate that you make me crave a tenderness that I cannot provide to anyone and you cannot provide to...