I dream of angels (and pluck a feather from the wind) 1 views

I dream of angels 2 views

Who I used to think I knew 1 views

sunrise 2 views

I trace lines in the dust (and the sea) 2 views

I trace lines in the dust 2 views

While the buildings hum it is the land around it that sings. 2 views

Isn't there something so morbid about beauty? 3 views

Pictures collect like gusts upon my walls 9 views

my pages would curl in any book 2 views

The thirst 2 views

The Nature I Must Be 2 views

When water turns to gold 5 views

It was a sunny day. 4 views

I elect instead to escape 4 views

Poison-berry 4 views

Focus 9 views

the pictures that hang on the wall 6 views

Spiral 5 views

on the wall 3 views

Perhaps it was more of a moment for you 4 views

What was left - other than a memory? 3 views

The Conman 5 views

Actually 3 views

The Gratuitous Romantic Objective 2 views