like a moth to a flame Icarus lost his life lusting after the power of light like a moth to a flame remember the light will burn wax...

you are a new woman with every new day allow yourself to become who they never approved you to be your becoming needs no validation -...

oh what a thing to feel your finger tips dance on my skin - Tanya Master

flow with the tides the emotional debris has only just discovered the shore after being lost at sea for seemingly centuries ... amongst...

to taste the sweet nectar of life the surface must first be sliced juice and flesh await so sink your teeth and tongue deeper deeper...

The raven No more Flew the coup Flew the cuckoo's nest Crazy No more Dark No more Dense No more Hark the raven No more no more This is...