A free spirit..
It can quicken the ugliest countenance...
Have you ever just stopped..
I mean really stopped...
The harsh light went through the crystal like tear
and like a butterfly...
I supposed that I'm nothing more than just a rose
some flower growing up a few thorns...
Soft
hands...
Armed with all our pain and our misgivings
Love's found in the impermanence of living...
she cradles darkness, for
her tears crystalize...
Love so young and new
Passionate, fervent at start...
Ticking seconds ticking fast
Leaves comfortable sameness in The Past...
You've been eating away
at my conscience for a decade...
On the pavement
a chalk drawing is admired...
after the monsoons
puddle the red earth into clay...