Should you chance to vanish into nature, be as wild as you can be.
Vanish into Nature
Ordinary
I assure you your failings in plain light are the most ordinary.
Him
The room blurred before my eyes. I felt the cold, felt the inevitable chill of wonder over me: I had to have him.
Truth
I think it is best to speak the truth for your happiness.
Wistful Feeling
A despondent blue period rose in my deep self, with hours squandered, but alas, today, for some reason a wistful feeling stopped me in the uncomfortable.
All My Poems
All my poems are for him.
Rat Race
Is anyone happy? They are living in blind optimism with the ugly rat race, desperate suburbanites who never could quite understand beauty or love.
Out of Me
This must be it I feel alive now that love had the breath knocked out of me.
Writers
Reclusive by nature, writers favor to create a fantasy world.
The Word Love
The word love is the idea of fate and magic and yet, this miraculous blind optimism to be loved by one human I am afraid of.
