Smiles, now eroded
into the muddy waters...

Nightmares and whispers still come
and go, like Time, in such restless beauty...

Your songs, its melodies lining like silk
the darkness between rays upon rays of starlight...

Your smile opens like a harpist’s hands -
dancing through whispers among strands...

A seed that seeped into the heart, it creeped:
with its silent crawl, with its branches small...

The lonely dance of feathers scattering
through winter’s breeze – shivering, withering...

Beauty can fade
like a tainted rose, or...

The songs of leaves sung with the wind must end
when withered leaves part and never return...

To be cruel to the one who gave me faith
that the world (patched and stained in reddened...

The stars in your eyes, staring like the sky
into my glass and mercury - through steam to defy...

In darkness shivering stark and cold,
you rise to walk with blackened soles...

Dear reader,
In this poem, we meet as souls...