The rage courses through (Feel her burn) Her cool veins, molten (Hear her song) The air a smoky quartz (See … More
Tag: siren
Wise Man
She wished to be the reflective glass surface upon a peaceful sea – a rainbow of colors seducing his eyes … More
Shipwrecked
On the greyest of my days, silt and salt settle on my thoughts. I savor the saline tang of time … More
She Calls
The Siren sips upon the moonshine Intoxicated on wasted dreams Desire lingers on her lips, whetted By need to … More
