Our eyes,
Interlocked in gaze...

Began the growth of a tree,
from acorn, to shoot, to root...

Hello empty space of my room,
If you'd care to listen...

Children in the grass,
Holding hands, and cute little games...

This river reeks of shameful impurities -
stretching; contorting snake strangles land...

Mashed cliches rehearsed to obvious ends;
this tired writer bleeds wretched non-imagination...

Like a poisonous sting,
It stung my body a little...

Let the chance of fortune,
Twist and burn in loves...

Your fears surround me, a fish in your net,
My patience is eternal for the fact I love you...

Slammed are the facts with nauseating drills of...
two minds coerced into careful conflict...

Quietly she sits.
Gazing eyes resting...

I met a bastard today,
Standing so firm, so proud...