Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
At first, I respectfully decline knowing well his ways of temptation.
But, wanting and needing I feel my own heart bleeding.
Hungry regrets, as I laid down his bets.
Friday, December 25, 2009
This is a love poem about empty places.About blank walls.About light in the night and noises on the street.This is a love poem where no one is there.