Silence did not treat you
the way he treated me...

She called for the wind
so the wildflowers...

the syllables
of your name drown me...

The world we live in,
revolves around the...

you make yourself a colony,
to swiftly invade what’s not...

way past
midnight...

She welcomed him in the
fields of wildflowers...

Tonight, my home garden is
glowing like no other time...

A
dew...

there are times when I sit
staring at the ceiling for...

you go on with what you
consider cathartic...

what can I ask for, so the Night
would come to an absolute stop...