The seasonal passenger on the train on life, She entered, like a summer breeze, Laughed like sunshine, Loved like thunder, … More
“We’ve become black and white memories of the colourful dream we once were.” R. A. Douglas March 27,2017.
You’re only half here, yet you expect me to be whole. Relieve me of my mind. Let me play a … More
Secrets in her eyes Her smile a disguise Dig deep beneath and find Her mind Tied in ribbons of pretty … More