They come and go, her lovers. In and out of her life. Leaving remnants of pain, lust, love... But he remains, Tall, Strong, handsome, Nameless, faceless, her dream. Always wrapping her in the gentle haven Of his arms, Enclosing her in a cocoon of an emotion so strong She can touch it with her fingertips … Continue reading Dreamer


...and I wrap myself In my worn cloak of loneliness, As I watch the suns rise On other horizons, Watch the stars fall on shores I've shared.   The mist wafts across the ground, Erasing my footsteps, Masking my path. I am gone. Forgotten. V. Elizabeth Clark Photo: Foggy Beach by Michael Thomas