A Woman's face withers
upon a morning sun...

Walking outside, inhaling the beauty, breathtaking
first fallen snow captivates my soul...

Dear Jim-
I try to write often...

I watched an hourglass
slowly diminish...

I have written many times about our love,
but do the shadows know about that moment...

Elegantly landing among an emerald shaded leaf,
painted aura wings shall electrify a sunlit...

I feel disconnected
from a world locked...

Snowflakes swoon tween
eyelashes of tear filled...

Bathing within spring water pools,
lavender tickles a dragonflies...

I saw her-
Wisps of dishwater blonde...

After a long evening
of mental anguish...

I've twisted elements
to match the sparkle...