These too dark, too quiet, twilight hours
that is set aside for snoozing and recouping
I am in rictus, locked abed with thoughts of you.
- cocoaTea.poetry
These too dark, too quiet, twilight hours
that is set aside for snoozing and recouping
I am in rictus, locked abed with thoughts of you.
This hunger for God is a craven, glut that ought be shamed
but rather, I glory in my greed for His glory and grace.
- cocoaTea.poetry
A Shifting Tide The world, a canvas, ever-changing hue, A masterpiece where landscapes come and go. But in this dance of change, my heart ...