Midnight Crows...
A dandelion was yielding to its yawn
on the fluffy mattress of sunshine...
The sheer depth of it
a word that is a rainbow...
Bounty
of landfall...
More about Clouds
Where do Clouds go when they die, as they fade...
Nature awaking
to the pitter pattering...
You deeply yearn just for a night,
To have reality vanish...
Whispering wondrous messages on the wind
You speak through shapes in my hair...
Scattered thoughts
lay exposed under...
I've been dead for years
then she leaned against my back...
Raindrops revel and mingle within
A dispersion of sunbeams which...
Tracing stars above
Heaven's undercurrents sweep...