You are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly

Ranting of an introvert, unable to quell the desire to express views on the art that is "woman". Uplifting read, broader perspective of honesty, art and observation, if the sky is blue then women are heavens greatest joy, we often forget to appreciate art, appreciate women. She is forever a blessing.

Pieces of my life in poem, and the way I see things; this is my soul here, my experiences my losses and wins, and for the eyes that have never seen my face, reading this will help you to see my soul. So if I die before my time, you can safely say you know me. This is me.

I'm not looking to write a "love story". This is a short story that's been occurring in my head lately. It is about a young lady, Alicia Denny, of whom I'm not so sure I know much about just yet or what it is that I expect from her. She will evolve the more I write, I'm sure. I will continue to add when I feel moved to. Join me in watching her grow.