Under the majestic canopy searching for the brightest gleaming stars those in blackest of nights that will shine
“Green is the prime color of the world, and that from which its loveliness arises. “- Pedro Calderon de la Barca What color
If I gathered each dewdrop glistening on the rose put them to music and with my pen compose a symphony of our souls, a song that holds the key would you stay forever and listen to the notes as we solve the mystery…
“A kiss that is never tasted, is forever and ever wasted.”– Billie Holiday I taste hope on your lips with this hot urgent kiss captivated by golden eyes
Heart tossed aside like yesterday’s brilliant wilting rose, thrown away among the rocks left there wilting away, for love comes then flees as velvet petals dry and turn to golden crinkled dust wafting away in howling angry winds.
artistry of dawn
“Faith.” –The rock on which I stand “Hope.”- The belief in peace