Category Archives: cities

For love and spring

have you ever taken a dive into the unknown without the fear of what it meant tainting your journey? Have you let yourself slip away to a place so far from grace you thought you would be lost forever to

For love and spring

have you ever taken a dive into the unknown without the fear of what it meant tainting your journey? Have you let yourself slip away to a place so far from grace you thought you would be lost forever to

indignant

Sparrow on my chest sing in the morning of this grace which I possess reminding me not to let it slip past my thoughts And so I hold tight to a dream that guides me and flies me above cityscapes

indignant

Sparrow on my chest sing in the morning of this grace which I possess reminding me not to let it slip past my thoughts And so I hold tight to a dream that guides me and flies me above cityscapes

Hallelujah (by Leonard Cohen)

I heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the lord but you don’t really care for music do you? Well it goes like this the forth the fifth the minor fall and the major lift

Hallelujah (by Leonard Cohen)

I heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the lord but you don’t really care for music do you? Well it goes like this the forth the fifth the minor fall and the major lift

the reflection is daunting on days like this when the white air pricks my skin and the gray of the street seems impossible to exist so colorless my body desires to float into the space between your arms the closed

the reflection is daunting on days like this when the white air pricks my skin and the gray of the street seems impossible to exist so colorless my body desires to float into the space between your arms the closed

False Comfort

These streets once had a name and a thousand words to say voids make placeholders of the empty shells whose memories were laid waste and these vague tombstones mark the graves of the forgotten remains while the man with the

False Comfort

These streets once had a name and a thousand words to say voids make placeholders of the empty shells whose memories were laid waste and these vague tombstones mark the graves of the forgotten remains while the man with the

foreign sheets

The woman inside shroud in which you hide what is your hair like under there the dark robe conceals mysterious eyes and a hidden smile or perhaps a dark sadness that lingers for years and years across the silk and

foreign sheets

The woman inside shroud in which you hide what is your hair like under there the dark robe conceals mysterious eyes and a hidden smile or perhaps a dark sadness that lingers for years and years across the silk and

morn

Any town and any place you wait by my bedside with a smile upon your face and any man and any girl could be us could be happy this razor makes me bleed I watch the red line drawn across

morn

Any town and any place you wait by my bedside with a smile upon your face and any man and any girl could be us could be happy this razor makes me bleed I watch the red line drawn across