Ticking seconds ticking fast
Leaves comfortable sameness in The Past...
You catch feathers
from mid air...
I long for you to be with me
like dew on grass at morning free...
I'm tired of people calling me "sad",
using it as an excuse to get too close...
crowds of crows
cover the sky...
She visits today,
amidst clouds and clutter...
Incubated howls captivate
indigenous emotions to a forest...
Underneath a fallen star
dream catcher memories...
Moonlit clouds tailored a silver sky,
peaking stars shadowed her face...
As the moon
approaches...
I can allow those heavy moments
to slip between the cracks of my character...
The coffee hymn in the morning
was our best harmony, we always...