There are no sunsets here clouds and snow cover...
Your face exists beyond that...

I've always loved the compassion you held for me...
We are breaking because of our hidden desires and...

Wondering how you just appeared, as you walked...
Thinking of your home as I feel in love, slowly...

The spilled paint an unfinished photo
What I couldn't see past the lens...

I want to know how it feels to hold you
Like a love song I've listened to you a thousand...

Aside from our first meeting brief talking is all...
She spoke like wind "soft" her words...

The girl you grew up with might marry you someday...
-Marcus A. Blake...

Something odd colored about our world, life shapes...
The fights that make us stronger, always fade...

Separated, the isolation proved to benefit me
Eyes served my purpose but even so I could barley...

Letters, words, feelings...
The less complicated the harder it is to really...

Patient eyes blurred, the world rises above the...
Your words, your voice, your smile, your face...

Feelings are less explained but words reveal...
lust consumes the eyes but the soul is stronger...