Weaver Shoes

Hit me with the edge of a new Shoe till the hours began to run deep

Beauty, it takes a face of silence and a heart of roaring timelessness

From A Soul Like You

A touch of that is just what I needed From a soul like you You greeted me in a strange way Never seen something so abstract such clarifying rain When you walked in and walked out that same day I knew life would never hold beauty the same As it was in your essence I…