March 17, 2010...

April 9, 2010...

-Written July 21, 2010...

I don't arrest my emotions
and cloak them beneath sleet...

I cannot escape your eyes
for you've been comforting me...

Her heart reclaims winter-
spiralling in between birth and flight...

One day I won't count the hours
until the next morning...

Joy isn't going to have meaning
when you sulk at grimy stools...

I thought time was fraud-
damaging my thought...

Everything about you sings to me;
It doesn't matter what words I think I hear...

Believing is so new to me,
how I relied on one man's...

Interpretations can be fatal
in the footsteps of an honorable dreamer...