“Where are you moving?” I said, “Onto better things.” Because home is no place That has ever belonged to me My home isn’t here My home wasn’t there But my home can follow me around Everywhere, Anywhere Home is a perfect stranger With a familiar billboard smile Home is an inward sanctuary With reveries that … Continue reading Home.
Consider. Roses aren't always red. And violets are not exactly blue. Yet, this lie is how we've learned to represent 'I love you'. But Youths folly. Love cannot be contained in a vase, But free in an endless field. This truth, a hidden fragrance. Oh, Queen of Adoration. How lovely that rose be. … Continue reading A Gamble For A Rose