Betrayal,
A monochromatic rose...

Kissing the moon is
impossible...

Unspoken is the creed between a woman and the...
That keeps most intimate and deep those matters...

She stands amid the chanting mass
crushed on all sides like a pebble between...

Youthful aspirations hold
the world in pristine hands...

Too often life demands
we be broken...

A tree there stands upon a hill
Which bears such painful scars...

Banners snap in breeze wrought heavy with the...
Hooves rumble across grass worn thin and bare in...

Tomorrow,
a word that whispers off the tongue...

Do not weep when I am gone,
It is not chance but mine own choice...

Slam the steel door and fasten it tight
Make sure it’s sealed to keep out the light...

Cool water laps and gurgles
at shingled base of petrous heap...