PARSED CONTENT

The site had the following in the homepage, "The poems of knees, the photos of dreams." I noticed that the web site stated " Drying roses in the elegiac dying rain." They also stated " We knew the self would appear. At the edges, in words one at a time. Like a long winter on the shore of the world. It blurs at first, from fear and tearing,. But the depth casts outwards only those who will wake. For a single ripple, a vision made of touch and torch. Where the heat rises off a mornings lake;. Visages from warm memories kissing. When the clouds darken it is when they are ready. Pluck me for your altar;."