I Heard Once Said

I am I am the jar did say, but still rising in temperate with still wise things and unwise, and still. I know why, it sings, the smoke rising from blue gardens and men and women stare at the green light. Shall I go? adventure calls and with the thrice turns I am standing where … Continue reading I Heard Once Said

Midnight Thoughts at Ten-Thirty

I sometimes wonder about love. In this time where my heart is plated around my finger. I think on time and place chance and circumstance and pause to reflect on fate. But all existentialism and essences and romanticism aside all I know about love is her face. That is all I will ever need to … Continue reading Midnight Thoughts at Ten-Thirty