Forever Land

Solitude had caught me Willing to bestow Despair and gloom upon me Like a bright lights afterglow She had visited me prior But never quite like this Foisting hands like boxers gloves Requisitioning her kiss She had once spent the night with me And wistfully portrayed A beauty – kindred spirit – (yes) And throughout […]

Young men

The motto of the afternoon Is daylight through the wind Where others who need to absolve And build a love within Within itself – where solitude Is clearer than the day And yet – when night-time lends itself It’s more than what’s portrayed In mirror – one’s reflection sought Is hindsight in one’s soul That […]