Lies of periwinkle eyes – for dVerse
She’s folding carefully and tenderly her indigo calligraphy the words that never will be read, or sealed in magenta scent of roses. the words she once had treasured the words […]
She’s folding carefully and tenderly her indigo calligraphy the words that never will be read, or sealed in magenta scent of roses. the words she once had treasured the words […]
I feel the warmth of sun in singing birds the wind’s a gentle kiss on broken lips I smell the sea in nature’s lulling words like pomegranates are rubies, your […]
This is a world where only in the shadows there is light, where only in the darkness you can see the beacons guiding us towards a future where dawn can […]
they are the salmon sushi kind of girls chic chicks’ chitter-chatter lunch-break handbags larger than they ever need filled with clothes & Harlequin adventures blonde hair and magazinely perfect lips […]
my hope’s like rust on padlocked doors as poems wear resistance down but then we’re trading peace for wars my hope were rust on padlocked doors when whitewashed lying settles […]
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Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
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