Walking on wilting dandelions, and feeling the...
The pale dew drops of morning on the frosty blades...

Her dreams rage against a personal storm on a...
While her body entangles with the sleeting ice...

The ever spinning beauty that whimsically falls...
Their priding gazes and spiraling manes vivify the...

A beautiful night...
Starry gaze...

Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened chamber as I kneel...

Free Flowing tendrils of rain.
Dripping wet and laughter through a thunderstorm...

Waking up in the arms of darkness
Walking to a dim light that flickers from lack of...

What does it mean to be wise?
When all else has failed, we sequester ourselves...

Truth, a rhythm of dance
Not many can play along...

I don’t need saving.
I no longer wish for a savior...

My shadow wears
denims ripped jeans...