Alas,
once again,
like the emotionally insane refugee
who cannot find comfort in assylum,
there is no communion.
I come to find her gone,
And the vacuous space she left behind
Immeasurable.
Time to cruise, hope you have a smooth ride. C u around. Ill be here when you get back Hugss
Time to prose again. ~A~
its that time again already It always. comes so soon! X
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Another Break Soon
Time to prose again. ~A~
its that time again - This is my one of three perfect poems
its that time again already It always. comes so soon! X
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."