The train came early
that morning...

I am in the lilies that surround you,
and then in the light...

Eyelashes caress my cheek,
-- your lips, do the same, on mine...

Time moves in a clockwise direction,
and the tide caresses the shore...

The bleached confetti
Fluttered on by the winds hand...

Taste the mountains on Venus trips
Counting, feeling penniless sips...

A pearl sneers
over vanilla stones...

Many years ago,
I looped a raspberry ribbon...

A creamy tornado
mulled amongst the strawberries...

Blushed and porcelain
upon pedestal - today...

Rose petals dance
on her grave...

Crisp green basking in the sunlight
Chocolate brown firmly stood, alone...