Dear the boy with eyes so crystal blue, I couldn’t help but fall into, I wish you’d had a warning sign, “I’m not worth wishing you were mine”, For frozen lakes look pretty too, But one dip and you will freeze right through, Now I wonder…

Time goes by with nothing to do, Time flies when you have lots to do Time waits on no one Time wasted can not be fined A time to sleep Atime to weep A time to stop and think What next, am I doing my…

1. To whom does your heart belong? If not to me; the rose, nor to the thorn? Into the wilderness, my dear, the solitude, in which it was born.   2. Past be done, long gone forgotten. Breathe in this free air now, I’ve chosen…

Touch me, Run your fingers up and down my spine, No room to be misunderstood, You must read between the lines. Wipe away that naughty look! Although you are in love with me, Keep in mind, I am only a book!  

Fortunately for her, she was a loner. Never concerning herself with the midnight luxuries so many chased, the constant need to remain fast paced, solitude was her place. What consumed her now was of thicker value. Tighter knots of wisdom and robust intellect. Speaking her…

The sun has risen, soaking me up in its light. I crave for a vision, and a song I heard last night. I need no words to rhyme, I need no lucky sign. Just a lovely smile to shine, by my side, in my sight.

If Colours were all we had This would be a colourful world It takes time to know That not all that glitter’s is gold Sometimes the things you love It does not make any sense as it may not understand the colour of your love…

The first drop is always the most courageous. Leaping from the hands of God, a place of perfection, Falling faster and faster, with the speed of no direction. Lack of malice, holding no contention, sweetly, softly, landing peacefully kissing my forehead, caressing away my tension….

In a world of black and white, she was the color. By not her vivid beauty, yet by the smile, through her suffer. Poised in her position, authentic in her vision. Never altered by her ego, faithful to all her words written.        …