Biography
I write songs and poems because sometimes it is all I can do to help explain how I see the world.
Samples
The Small Hours There’s the taste of truth in a coffee cup Steam rising gently and sweet. I am sitting with blankets and thoughts wrapped up In the darkness where both of us meet. It’s the small hours where I hear you close When night fades softly to dawn. We keep talking and reaching, gravity shows In our rooms with the curtains drawn. The taste of coffee reminds me now Of futures that only can be Found in the moments when we allow Our dreams to come close to real.
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
Blog entries by Fiene
The Small Hours (09/11/2016)
Blog link: https://www.writeoutloud.net/blogs/fiene
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