A bright arc of hues adorn the sky
And on my tongue and for my lips...
Lay me down here
And put me to rest...
Somehow we survive
bombshells coming at us...
She stared at the
unreachable heaven...
White water blossoms
ride high atop ocean waves...
I want these words
to wash across me...
For centuries
they've trapped you...
Lips, hands, fingers,
Trying to satisfy their hunger...
She always heard the train pass
at a quarter to twelve on Sunday nights...
Our forever garden, a place where you and I
sit on a bench made of wood, carved with hearts...
Twilight Masterpiece
When midnight blue is deep, beneath starlit...
As the waves came rolling in with the tide
we stood there, motionless, lost in our embrace...
A mighty tree how she stands so tall and proud
her limbs stretch out almost caressing the clouds...
Colorless mood and vague clouds
an emptiness rings loud...
Where within awaits a whale
a splasher of water in the face...
Here I enter, never to return
A shadow I become lost beneath the earth...