Favoring one's Promise

poem by Roze

An empty bottle a quiet storm laying there in bed still favouring the intoxicating scent of intimate promises the vow of forever never materialized. Read more

poem by Roze

Corroded perceptions occupying dull imaginations meandering around imprisoned revenant Others perhaps see failure, expectations turning to rage Satan stalks the depressed, either she will be remembered or overtly forsaken wat... Read more