Bluebells courtesy, sighing at dawn
the clock ticks four, soft morning bliss...

Lost in a maze
of white, transparent...

It lingers in the fridge,
covered in gravy...

I am the breeze
caressing a shadowing...

I come from dark earth
and emerald towers...

She tip toed
in elegance...

Sat upon a bridge,
twenty minutes to...

I decomposed
my lifeless heart...

I sheltered you
as a mid winter's...

Wicked iris's lurking,
dungeons smolder in...

Harsh winters smother
realization of the caged ones...

A single leaf has levitated,
far beyond...