Yesterday
I was haunted by fingerprints...

"Why do you hate me
when I love you more than anyone?&quot...

Then you leaned in, two inches from
my bloodless face...

It was a decade ago at the bay of youth.
We ventured to salty waters on stony shores...

Maybe I was the ocean, come crashing in,
and you were the stream, undisturbed on a quiet...

The scent of jasmine in a rush;
the sun gleaming heat...

Dangling, sagging
beneath your own weight...

No, he is not a prince in full regalia,
riches falling at his boots...

It snows down lonely mountain.
Somehow the wind has brought me here...

Midnight's in bloom for the first time,
but it's wilting, and I'm...

We carve curved lines in the sand with
dead twigs of a sycamore...

She's spinning out of control
and it's all I can do not to hold her as she...