beauty just beauty and poems only poems – primarily personal projections with intentions unknown – but just for this moment, my hope, is that you dont feel alone
who – she is quite shy, she cries, every night, in the shadows behind the wall of her shell. A voice, clear as bells, sings so lovingly well, but from where? Nobody can tell
How Much
knowledge of your beauty brings the value of wisdom – your kiss Is like a jewel to be appraised – admired for a moment and remembered for a lifetime.