Poems from Piano_hands96
The tropical rain comes downHe wipes it awayThe phantasm of a winged singerIn a Swiss cheese face He wiped it awayThe pock-marked bullet...
Would she ever be but bonethat girl that sees the far off homeof those that kept her in the stormand wrapped her upand kept her warm?Each...
I wander far beyond the streamof useless, never-ending dreamsand see my face amidst the landthat is no more but dust and sand.If I were to...
I beg you not to look at mewith those raven's eyes,but hold my hand and guide me on,through the sins and lies.
I sing of those long lostI sing of words unspokenof a shine - a glint -of pieces - broken off - separated - of me -I give of mine - I...