you asked me to master a new form of art,
but the best I could do was to decipher the...

~
you unswivel through the past...

This world we both live in is wider than our...
You taught me how to write a tribute to flowers...

Just as he screams
“the clouds are here...

the blush slowly
fades off your face...

where will I be in ten years
if the pounding in my head...

you go on with what you
consider cathartic...

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

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

She welcomed him in the
fields of wildflowers...

A
dew...

way past
midnight...