TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror > Writing | WritersCafe.org

" landing in the sleep of dreams face in a pillow held to the floor "

" put a butterfly in a jar just to watch her die "

" all around her flowers bloom "

" Youth will unfold our pale truth’s woven into history from sticks and stones to a bloody game of Monopoly "

" A red flower blooms through the snow, pieces of blood and bone "

" I am intrigued like a moth to a flame "

"the view into an old secondhand glass reflection"

" blisses kiss will bless him best "

" whispers in the ear "