While the moon strolls along
sunscreen soaked puffs...

His flowers perch along
a blackened windowsill...

Mascara stained cheeks,
Shaking in disbelief...

Rearview mirrors
contain spotted...

I.
Whispers of light grazed the cracks...

You have the eyes of a solider
and a merciful heart...

The morning mourns today;
dewdrops snivel...

She's whiskey in a teacup
and he's a greenhouse...

I tried to bottle a whiff of you
last night while you...

A messy bun that took more than a few tries
to perfect is plopped atop a poet's head while...

As she glided chatoyant
lines across her eyelids...

Red-bud winter creeps
past blooming Easter lillies...