See it's the glow you ruin inside
of me that leaves me so speechless...

Every time I banish your face
off my head something holds...

I've ran all around
the lazy wheat fields...

This morning air slipped into my heart with
a somber spell; I inhaled displeasure...

The sky is semi swallowed,
and so is my heart...

On my soul
my darkest secrets...

I love you like you're
the last hope for my hunger...

It rains and thunders
like roars and fires...

I'm lost; writing-
a puzzle left unsolved...

Something in your words stands out,
whether pushed into low punctuation...

Your winter gust is a firestorm
that burns the chambers of my heart...

It was a fierce short summer.
A ripe trunk had died...