Expectation is a starved wolf
wandering a desolate...

September always arrives
with a sense of dreary...

Lub dub... lub dub... Lub dub...
You quickly became the drum...

My temple was trespassed.
My altar...

These hallowed streets beg for
mercy as the skies baptize...

You said that your door would
always be open...

I've been stealing sneaky
lunar kisses twixt...

On nights like this it's not that
I can't sleep...

Sometimes sunsets are
synonymous...

She is the first flower of Spring -The bold bloom...
She is the smell of rain in Summer -The light mist...

Banish these boats;
there is no room in my harbor...

Raindrops crash down relentlessly-
Each splash covering my skin with...