[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Birds that sing, me to sleep, Waking up to see roses all around, Chocolate hearts laying side by side, Over those counter bestowed by presents, Each wrapped in red, Hearts covered for those we love, These names...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The sky felt dense, The mood it gave off, Like moths in hue, And butterflies in pale, The showering of haze, Over us at ease, It’s not seen, And there I won’t be seen, The morning routine,...