We each dream for weeks, for hours. Focusing in ernest on needs, on desires. I hand you a cupful of time, I ask you what you're thankful for. "You." and I in turn am thankful for you. Our lists go... Continue Reading →
time and again words If I don't face you directly There is meaning in the ways We heal each other everyday Beacon Shine and I will follow With light as well, We can light into the hearts Of the undead,... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 