Azure blue
with temptation
and trepidation. A warmth
yet, a fear.
...
Snow falling softly against the windowpane
Angels dust sifted down on sills
As the moon reflects a night light on the world.
Small crisp sounds
...
Glimpse Of A Soul
Azure blue
with temptation
and trepidation. A warmth
yet, a fear.
One touch could open a door
or close them forever.
If I could but read,
one answer,
before I run away.