At the End of the Day

At the end of the day … I decided to read her memories Stuck in her intimate ancient armoire. Who would have thought that, In spite of all this struggle For denial and truth She would be able to keep intact her feelings For that special figure She thought she could forget? These feelings of […]

There Are Days

There are days when I don’t want to get up, A freshly brewed cup of coffee, dark. There are days when I don’t want to smile, My favorite person will start me with a spark. There are days when I can’t feel my body, A warm blanket and a cup of tea. There are days […]