After all the fires have gone out, and ( Read more... )

She drifts across the room,
A petal blown upon the breeze.
Cherry blossom cheeks are blooming,
Blooming wild and blooming free.

In the dark she's almost anyone,
A ghost, poor soul, just lost.

Passers by dont even notice,
Fixed upon the road ahead.
Footsteps steady, falling, falling,
Fainter now and faintly dead.

In the dark she isn't anyone,
Not here, not ( Read more... )

"Yesterday this field was full of dandelions.
Today it is full of wishes yet unmade."

You tilt your head and kiss me softly ( Read more... )

I wish everything could stay just as it is ( Read more... )

Put your answers on a postcard if that's all the space you need ( Read more... )