While Sitting at The Edge of a Window Left open just enough To let in the sweet smells The wind, soft, comes up. Strong in the name of...

Peek - A - Boo Sometimes love Is best kept hidden Well dressed Fresh linen Supple skin Breathing Hydration Covered still Eyes slit Half...

Eden Is Not Empty God began a fight with himself. Macro and micro reflected The war he held. Time split. Everything Shifted. Multiple...