Poems from SydneyTee
I feel,
A special kind of green today.
Blue's just too wholesome,
too well known to fully translate all the things damned up inside me...
Searching For The Infinity: A Letter
Dear old friend,
I knew you as a child.
Pure, beautiful, and untainted then.
You were the feeling...
The crooks in the side of your mouth were magic. Dimples deep and reveling, celebrating your magic and youth. Those beautiful sauces...