Your caesious eyes
have more...

The relativity
of each embrace and...

Spark
my mind with your words...

How many more
nights...

My ears are abuzz with wood sprites
and water nymphs...

Lost is a destination I've sailed to
unintentionally more times than I've ever...

This morning's cigarette
burnt slow against...

Champagne supernovae
dance fleetingly...

There is
an oak that sits...

Even my blankest
pages speak...

You were so slapstick it was
tragic...

You are a sinkhole threatening
to collapse beneath my...