Sea breeze - a few glasses of wine Conversations that go astray Loose lips sail ships From the traditional “…what if’s…” “…would you…” Promises we do not need Insecurities come to light While others are put to rest Love is not a link In a chain that binds But instead the feathers In an angel’s …
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 