I gathered water in my palms, and cupped the sun in my fist; I claimed the wind as my own but who can drain the ocean? I chased a star as it fell even the Read More
May 182012
jilted
Nov 162011
She’s a Candle Glowing in the dark… A lighthouse Pointing to the shore… Through gloomy days that seem so dark Through tempests that rage and pour She’s the Oasis That quenches my thirst… The passion Read More