It was difficult to
seek you in the dark...

I
remember when you...

the lump in my throat
was from swallowing your pride...

I fear the worse, of what’s to come
where ice no more, reflects the sun...

Daffodils mingle
as trees prepare to blossom...

tears roll along
the sills of my eyelids...

channel your own thoughts
switch yourself off from it all...

two flowers
crushed between...

during
those long...

Beneath the stars, you lay with me
and whisper swirls, of empathy...

The wolves of the sea
come hunting the shores...

I
never know what...