March 2010
February 2010
her piper and †he rain
she dances with fire in †he rain her dreams aren’† qui†e †he same †rees bow down †o her beau†y, snakes dance †o her name †he dark is her ligh† ghos†s worship her a† nigh† she’s scared from †he fear of sigh† doves fly †hrough her sky as she holds the piper †igh† s†orm clouds move in her direc†ion she worships †he killer’s affec†ion bu† he walks among †he dead so she can never be...