..eyes wide open..
Man-the man must have died I say man because only men or boys drive motorcycles like that one of those fancy faux racing bikes built to go fast and impress by the time I passed the body had been scraped from the pavement tho the stain would take time to wear down it was an…
Sow seeds of love for those yet here the unborn children of future generations Let your heart mirror love let the sun be your source clear mind one thought all the world one love Innocent and free the children play the children stay children In the slipstream of angel’s wings my love brought down the…
