The sun a dream whisper
fading into a mist of still air...

Days fade to gray
every breeze whispers your name...

Throwing herself from
september treetops...

The smell of incense burns
my nostrils like the sun\'s fire...

I love the sky
It's just there...

Snowflakes pirouette
tiny winter moonlight dancers...

I can feel your eyes
but cannot meet them...

She is like jazz
with playful rhythms &amp...

In a swirl
of music and mood colours...

There\'s an unfeeling inside me
feels like eldritch steel...

Everyday
is only another day...

It makes a
hot heart hurt...