Let Her Tears Flow..



In the corner of an eye
the past comes to mind
in a glimpse of haunting lie
that in one moment I’m blind.
Silhouettes catching fire in snow
turn and leave, double takes
walking the winter roads
a shadow fading in fiery flakes..

-to be continued..

‘I think I’m falling…’
-You could have saved my life.


Since you’ve gone I guess I’ll wait.
Somehow I love you just the same
so many hundred miles away.


Jordan Baker
Dreams are possibilities.

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