Poems from Es
I heard something today...
I heard that a dead flower is not dead until it's pedals are nothing but ash.
Do I know what this means? Maybe....
I danced surrounded by falling stars
It covered up my soul
I longed to hear the songs of old Lady Midnight
"Oh you've won me, you've won me...
In every night, there is a morning.
In every morning, there is a night.
But in the darkness of every night, there will never be a light.
The soft breeze, the natural air, it's amazing. It's like it's making love to me. Saying it loves me, and cuddling with me. While the windy...
Theres a river in me. It's waves slide past each other slowly and smoothly. My blood is a big river, it flows through my veins, heart,...