Her eyes were blue-
I knew this from the pain...

Tinsel webbing spun
linked to the heart of an Oak...

Carry me within a whisper,
the very essence of me is...

I like the taste of strong,
black coffee...

We gather together at a little virtual coffee shop...
After we share life's views...

Feelings coupled with winters chill
Upon an early morning, I rise...

I knew him from a distance
when cupid's early snowfall fell...

His eyes sparkle midst an alleyway
laced with demonic possessions...

I refuse to write of a time
when faltered winds...

I never realized how cold I had become.
For years, walking paths of compassion...

These veins are neon
painkillers, laced...

Nailed to a beast
upon a rock...