Whispering voices wisp And drift with each Thought Memory Locked away Hidden in murmurs lost Time Talking! Unceasing ever Talking, speaking,
Category: Prose
FIREFIRE
1:00 am
Fire, white, yellow, red Flaming hair spread along The startling beams shot From roof to wall To bed. Flaming city blocks on Fire doused
Danger at the Gallery: Love in BlackDanger at the Gallery: Love in Black
12:21 am
I simply knew But she clung tight To my sight of you. Tall and handsome You made quite the pair But you turned And you saw I was there.