Yoursoul Stories

I write my words on fragile paper ships. Drift down a stream and then rivers to rest in the sand on the ocean shore. One day you might walk there and find them. Or not...

The Way Snowflakes Fall, a novel by The Boudoir. "My darling, you will never be unloved by me you are too well tangled in my soul." They were both waiting...

"If a poem hasn't ripped your soul apart, you haven't experience poetry" Said Edgar Allan Poe. We have to work, get a job, be productive to get us through li...

[Abandoned Work - Unfinished and Discontinued] **Edited version of this story is currently published. Also unfinished and discontinued. Apologies... Description: Sharp...