Poems from lac5425

The cold air hits me, my breath to bright steam My friend looks up, smiling, asking to wander We walk, speaking through trust, close like a...
Her hands radiate sparks Bright life lines her wrinkles Strength tames her scars Pain peaks through her steps Her castle is tall and...
Materialized from my dreams Build by my endurance Framed by my organization Shaded with my style Flat black to each neat square corner...
As the days start to grow, the dew dries faster in the morning Creation from every crack that has found an onset for life Antlers are...