I drink coffee, slow
savoring positive words...

I bleed rhapsody's of darkness
within my boiling memory...

I raised an eyebrow once,
On a street corner of Eagle...

I was a woman that blew
within a New York...

Floating thoughts tangle
like webbed emotions...

Speechless, finger to lips conceal my words
Consumed within transient emerald leaves...

Rainbows whisper grace
As your sweet presence shines bright...

When I look at a person
the eyes speak to me...

The closest my irises came to a silver gleaming...
would be the day of my twelfth year of life...

A silent reader
Leaves confessions at the door...

Courage
to walk alone...

A touch of wine,
candled flame...