Echoes of the Past
Sometimes I canhear the echoes ofmy past mistakes. Each time the soundfades further and furtherinto the distance. Drowned outby the laughterof my presentand future. Distant memoriesdon’t always equala forgotten past. […]
The Essence of a Woman
Never have I seen a woman more beautiful. A woman who wears confidence as if it was designed for her and only her. It’s in the way she walks.It’s in […]
The Brown Sugar Café 