Our love, as the forging of ore, Conceived in the womb where rocks draw breath, Like magma coursing through time’s veins, A searing chaos consuming […]
Ghost of Love
If I am going to tell you about love First kiss the ripe blackberry bruises. Dark purple bruised sight afore her time’s end. Juices flow, […]
Midnight Caller
Last quarter of Earth’s moon, inflation for the cost of thoughts. Night or morning never knew, how sun would come to drop her jaw. And […]
