Through the blinds Light seeps in Eyes attempt An open-close dance Eyelids Like passionate lovers Unwilling to part I frown, I grumble Good morning.
What does the future hold for me? I ask the wind. Do you know where it is headed Right or wrong? I hold out my palm So you can see the lines Do they tell the story Of days to come? There will be roses And there will be thorns, But will it hurt too … Continue reading Can you see the future?