he had things he never said out loud,
allowing them to remain inside and die,
afraid he’d lose
what would never be returned.
avp
he had things he never said out loud,
allowing them to remain inside and die,
afraid he’d lose
what would never be returned.
avp
the night rain tapping
morse code on my window
warns me you’ll be gone before i rise
avp
the gentle hand of God
that guides the leaves that float
around promising paper lanterns,
also lifts the wings
of those that fly from darkened days.
avp
running from himself
on tear soaked pavements,
he slipped and fell into a puddle of
non-commitment.
avp
painting darkness in blues,
a beautiful broken soul
touches the places we won’t walk.
avp
he waited and watch for love
losing soulmates along the way
avp
where is my shadow?
it disappeared in the isolated shade
of time spent with you
avp
i saw your face
and then i knew why
i am
AVP
held secrets that might spill,
see with the lights out
to fix what’s broken
AVP
you breathe out,
i breath in,
our souls collide
and transform an empty canvas
AVP