
I am a gardener
Planting seeds everyday
Growing love for myself
In many different ways
It's time you learn the power & history of Gold

I am a gardener
Planting seeds everyday
Growing love for myself
In many different ways

A dusty fan circulated across the room from one end to the other. It’s been a while since Augustus put it to use, so he couldn’t blame the junk for its inability to remember its single duty. Arkansas hasn’t had a summer night like this since he was a child. He lay in his damp […]

A china doll Painted golden vanilla Etching out the black Acrylic blues Just trying to find new hues. She found God Sleepwalking Talking to herself Wiping the imaginary blood off her hands All these moods. She made a run from the unknown And clung to the life of Crowley. Heights unimaginable Emotionally entombed Roped in […]

I was lying in the sun, Near juniper shrubs and storybook villas. Not enough profit and pleasure in the telling of, The tapping of a cigarette, The brush of bare knees, A long draught of wine, Closing the shutters on balconies, With blinds made of lace at Angel’s Bay. Red watermelon hues. I’ve read […]
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