Underneath this fiery lapse of eyes lidded of sunset’s doubtsI build this Keep to house all beauty left to meSoftest blue meets the kindest touch of lips tipped in loving breathThe mercy beguiling all hope left rotting on the vines withered of a calloused serenityKeep the love insideKeep the beauty hidden from eyesKeep the voice,ContinueContinue reading ““Keep” Poetry by Sam Morris”
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Green Eyes – A Short Story by Katherine
What if you had to ask yourself if something was real, during every moment of every day? Well, that is just my reality now. Or is it my dream?