She didn't know she could erase paint
with the will of her predilection...

Away from the teasing shadows
she sang her faith to the critically ill...

The last time I meditated on the waters,
I saw your strong reflection, divine and...

After our first light,
the vows began to dim...

I am the soul of this town,
feeding ostracized families...

Where could you be,
oh frazzled piece...

I cut the stem of the blind carnation,
tying lace childishly around the petal's breath...

Love doesn't need an explanation
for those who fall cynically...

You lift my heart upon blurry horizons,
keeping in touch with my reminiscence...

God won't leave you
when you fall again...

I am not experienced
at balancing my pain...

I fall to the sketched echoes of my faith,
shouting beyond wet skies & open cloud...