Tiny pearls of wisdom worn like a thorny crown fall delicately and lay in contrast against tanned skin of a woman's breast; who once held a passion for love in the palm of her hand As a sea breeze dances around her, her precious soul floats along the widows walk without intent Subtleties of a …
Trilby Yates
My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Trilby Yates 