A hint of sunlight teases my hollow eyes;
for a few minutes, I am ok, content...

I'm not going to love this year
for my bony eyes have wept...

If you must go,
remember to sparkle...

Not a day goes by
without my mind whistling...

Upon a magical notion
thy ears deceived my heart...

My depression suffocated me
day after first spring and our last snow...

She sprouted daffodils under the sun,
tiny hands adorned in dirt labeled...

Ravens drift to sunshine
like a taboo superstition upon...

Morning dawn captures
the pure elegance of maple sap...

Sunshine, shadowing
as moonbeams struggle for air...

Twisted is the night when rainfall brings her home
casting formations upon love circles and echos of...

They smacked lip gloss
in shades of blush...