• Cold, When The Wind Blows

    I formally knew a soul
    Who was cheated of her zeal

    Her regard for the world was sweet... more »

  • Murder On 73rd Street

    His dwelling place was where there was hard rocks
    A valley where buildings were
    Night came to curse his face
    And the drizzle came to wash it away... more »

  • Sunshine

    So wait…
    I want to expel my heart
    Have you hold it, and
    Describe it to me... more »