The Worlds We Create (A Villanelle)

♦ From my book ‘Nothing But The Rain’ ♦   Here comes the apex of another day, The vulnerable moments undefined Where dreamscapes manifest, but cannot stay,   What words often see through my souls cliche? Within their night I am lost, soon to find Here comes the apex of another day,   Every syllable... Continue Reading →

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