Ocean Depths

Her skin is a galaxy of oceans,

she can be seen to the

depths of her soul.

Her eyes are a thousand

bursting lights, she walks the

way of truth.

She sings a song, mocking the birds.

A humble song, a spring

overflowing with sweet wine.

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.

IdEgo

Dreams, desires, id and ego.