Can I enrich the sun above,
flavor it with a taste of honey...

Hypocritical eyes
glow in a misty gorge...

I was once a denim demon
running wild, choking on mushrooms...

It was just another day in paradise -
My thoughts were kept hidden...

She closed the doors in August,
same time as my...

I'm lost along a broken highway
of scattered buttons...

When I gaze upon a summery shade of sorrow
wilted dreams within my acoustic tears...

For every teardrop I expose
is a memory I compose...

I dwell often, among trees I've never visited
where lush greenery, vine...

I was the fabric
sculpted and stitched...

I scraped my memory with a fine tip pen.
Calligraphy adds beauty to the words I...

I would have to say calmly-
Pink blush of silk...