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…
I move reluctantly from the fire escaping into the mist of a fog drifting off to a place of peaceful reverie - my preference over the day to day reality where love can be a facade Lyrics to old love songs hold my heart tenderly I lean into each notesway to the soundsway with the …
I am a time traveler and I can drift off with the best of them - or the worst; it just depends, I suppose I suppose when the wind blows across an ocean so vast only the illusion of it fits with a sense of integrity in the palms of my hands; and suppose I …
You lean a little to the left drawing me closer pulling me into your heart Your hands are tender but I can still feel your inner strength ...and I don't move away All that matters is the feel of your face close to mine I am in awe of the way you seep into me …
Trilby Yates 