They say it's rude to stare. But what if I can't help myself? What if all I want to do is stare at you? Would you allow me the pleasure Of learning you inside and out? Would you let me love you The way you were meant to be? Is it too much to ask That you love me in return? Am I a fool to think That you would ever feel the same? I can feel your soul around me Whenever I hear your voice Reminding me this mortal separation W...
He seduces smoke silhouettes Compensating for the loss of his duet Desperately attempting to see past the vignette During lonely hours, he clings to his rosette He lies among the ashes Memories splatter through his mind in splashes Perceiving a monster through rose-colored glasses As every ounce of trust leaks out of emotional gashes He quests for human connection To quell his dichotomy, he turns to physical affection Doi...
My name is James Briggs, and I have a story to tell. My life was changed forever by a set of carefully chosen words, spoken in a carefully chosen manner. Those profound words were to influence the path I chose. In life, we all make choices; some of these are wiser than others. Only with the vision of hindsight do we know which was which. My story begins after I left university. Actually, I couldn’t wait to leave universit...
