Spying a Hydra
within shadows...

Conversation died
the day her whispers vanished...

Tales of a darkened night told
temptress, the poet, quarrels scold...

I've anointed the crown of a babies
mind with dust from a hearted spirit...

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

Soberly I stand, draped with a cloak of gladiolas...
I feed and graze upon emotions that engulf...

Death is where I live,
my spirit guides me...

I come from dark earth
and emerald towers...

I could feel the snow flakes
resting gently upon my lashes...

I feel....
Sour, bitter, recollections during an...

Dewdrops
are but a kiss away...

I know whats lurking
the winds have changed...