Gentle breathing,
Heart proceeding...

Broken glass shattered
on the rising sun...

Cryptic legs of wonderment,
Hastily weaving silken art...

Chaotic flow of liquid streaming
Down fleshed hills of rose; Never-ending...

Dust rises under the sun.
Unsung beauty...

Twilight skies twist aging star trails
Over hidden treetops long forgotten...

Little flower turn your eye,
For the sun mustn't see you cry...

Lucid explanations spin a web of doubt
Within the confines on my reason...

Somber throats choke on virulent words,
Heavy as dust that flutters as fog...

You may look at me with eyes askew
With tears parting lips heavy thoughts accrue...

A minute's breath, stepping
on stair steps laden with...