By chanceI met the ethereal glanceWho was I,Before tonight’s danceMy perhaps real glancesMight be one of the only real things leftAside from a snowflake, if you willYet you caught me in silent rhetoricPerhaps the only ethereal thing to existAs the…
We live as we dream: alone ~ Questioning if those surrounding us in the dream can be those surrounding us in another universe We live as we think: alone ~ Questioning if those surrounding us can thicken the narrative conflict…
My mama bought me rose-tinted glasses Just like her mama did for her A comfortable retreat it was Apart from it occasionally pressing on my cheekbones You may pass judgment on me But my ears even heard a background viola…
We live as we dream: alone ~ Questioning if those surrounding us in the dream can be those surrounding us in another universe We live as we think: alone ~ Questioning if those surrounding us can thicken the narrative conflict…