Staring at the Sun
The sun will purify my sight. My eyes will be like falling stars. The blue of the sky…
Lost in the Light
The windows never concealed the openness unless it was tinted, The thoughts never disappeared until it was painted.…
Stars of splendor
The hearts of those shining bright Find peace and hope viewing the sunshine On the most graceful beast’s…
Her Favorite Color
What was her favorite color? Was it the brown in your eyes? Or Was it the pink in…