If the shoe fits wear itand the tailored suit is yoursif words ring a bellthen stop and take a pause. A blame gamegrows sharp barbsas wild flowers spread untameda pruning knife would stopthe lot from scorching flames. If the shoe fits wear itand the cap fits your...
There was a timeI wished you called me ‘Baby’and wrapped your arms around meas I slept—I hummed your namemy spirit called you nightlyto come and gently stoke ablaze my wanting flickering flame. There was a timeinside my heart was burningI felt you fill...