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...