top of page
Thoughts
Choice
When not only the heart but the frame of the soul conveys clearly
Coexisting with thoughts of what it wants so dearly
Generating its own hypnotic hymn
Ah choice! A thing distinctly slim.
The City
Though many years apart,
Memories could be yesterday's,
Remarkably vivd in many ways,
As if time never was present in between,
Here you are- Like you've always been.
bottom of page