The darkness devours
the woman in her sleep...

A dark fog kills the growing plants
and puts you deep into a trance...

Hands touch the darkness
invoke a tumultuous high...

Wake up deserving eyes
to the image that you see...

I followed the walkway
to see where it lead...

A light shines down
warm on your head...

Curious is the Angel
holding a pink rose...

In the beauty of the heavens
a light shines ever bright...

It's hard for me to
clean my place...

Mother's Day is missing
the best one I have known...