Dear Dawn, Look at yourself now. You used to be so shy, and I suppose you still may be but you’ve taken the time to grow. You aren’t the same Dawn, you aren’t the awkward little teen I used to know. You used to pick…

I See you my sunflower, knitting new space on the pavement of fine things; crystal wine glass in hand your scent is bliss your soul at ease i see you my dear I see you

Forest Piano I hear a haunting melody In the forest moving from tree to tree Winter, Summer, Spring or Fall, This song is not so strange at all It plays in nature’s harmony A piano tune just flying free   I hope someday to find…

The city stays beaming and breathing while others sleep it lights up on weekends the bubble spreads like a wildfire   alcohol exhumes wild personalities tucked in all week loud pass hands bodies seek warmth in others the city is alive in a high mood…