Wrinkles

Each wrinkles share
Thousands of tale
Of failure and success
Down to the minutest detail;
A criss-cross of lines

Indebted

Indebted, we all are
For showers of your heavenly love,
That every breath we take is yours
On this earth, and above;
A gentle kiss, a warm hug

I’m Listening

To your heart's beautiful chords
Some rational, and some odd,
From the stories of present
To all nostalgic recalls,
And the dreams of your heart
Big or small,

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑