Your memory trickles... Down my face...Salty thoughts... They fail to show grace...Swelling in the corners...Destined, for my lips to taste...Pearlescent translucency...Running without haste...Your memory rains...Down my face...-Madamchryzl-
Love Starved
Love Loves in Poverty it gives Without knowing of anyReciprocity-Madamchryzl-
Unannounced
InaudibleUnavailable annunciationto allow you to know who I AmMadamchryzl
Never My Love
NothingIn theName of loveEver meant nothing toMe-Madamchryzl-
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 