Bereft
The sweetest sound in the whole world is when I hear her giggle with her residual laughter. Though, these days it seems like a foreign pleasure - the peasant with such a besotted requisition - and I become like Icarus the bereaved...
E.D.L.S.
Dec. 30, 2012
Gradualism
I'm bigger than simple situations and I'm getting stronger by the power of mere contemplation. Though the world looks into my eyes they can hear not the trembling of my heart nor the quaking eerieness of my soul of butterflies. Two steps and I can see the light of day but OH, how long is the distance they leads my path. Every move calculated; and the Question remains. How can blind eyes see the evolution which has created the man of me...
The One Less Spoken
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Future Daughter In-law
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