Mr T. Mandie Speaks

Birthing in a fresh delight scent We chisel moments in doubt Crowding thoughts with desire Which we fear to be sent to reach Yet...

In a game of words Where resolutions Sound like a game of cards We met at crossroads Eyeing the past with envy. Trumped upon We ...

On the block with a pluck Pulling strings Until the sound is in tune As love played all chords Into a symphony marvel Attracting bees to giv...