#tbt Past Poetry: Writer’s Block

#tbt Past Poetry: Writer’s Block

Writer’s Block 2004 My love is a trance. My love is deep. My love is an ocean. My love is a feeling. My love is found. My love is infatuation. My love is a potion. My love is power. My love is a sleep. My love is a beam. My love is too much. My love is caring....
#TBT Past Poetry: Flown Away

#TBT Past Poetry: Flown Away

Flown Away November 2009 He took his suitcase, His hanging bag, And a back-pack. He took snacks, A book, And a few card games. He took his laptop, His MP3 player, His camera – His phone, His wallet, His passport, And many other important things. And he took my heart....