Hey, you in the blue
with the bright red shoes...

Not quite as fine as ash,
In sheets as black as night...

Upon first sight,
It swoons the heart and bewilders the mind...

And in that silken sky I searched,
With sullen eyes, through every star...

Insane? that I am and I shall have it no other...
Left to me, if it were, there'd be no night, only...

Deception.
Graceful and ethereal...

We know life by its reflection of the past;
Mirrored in deep waters once still but...

Space and time are so intimately intertwined
and I can't but help wonder if I shall be blessed...

My tears are such spareful creatures;
so abundant they are in times of great sorrow...

Made not of salt, nor streaked with bleek,
instead I find them soft and sweet...

Most days my head is too big; so are my feet.
My thoughts are too loud and drown my voice when I...

I can not think of a time where I've longed for a...
so abundant they are yet they come and go...