I should have known:
the sun does shine...

Half drunk sullen moon
laden with nightly drama...

Today, I arose to find reasons
just outside my palatial pane...

There's a rush
between the many folds...

Drifting into the expansiveness
of the moments when you once...

As my eyes yawned to a beckoning dawn,
And vanishing tranquility...

I
When the time comes, sun seems out of reach...

This heart of mine endures
So much of worlds misery...

Let my soul to rest
before the roseate glow of dawn...

Fading like a flower
on the highway of my secret life...

Spontaneous. Instantaneous. Our thoughts are
like time bombs marking away...

She wears the moon around her wrist,
Like a hexed trinket of a faun...