Heavy hearts
are truthful ones...

Bleeding sonnets written in
Latin, a narwhal breaking...

She stood there and I just knew it
Like when you're happy to be home...

He wanted to share his feelings,
As an offering to her...

I love telescopes,
Unfolding the universe...

When ravens met upon the roof
And started singing to the night...

I walked in the woods today,
through the bronze and golden leaves...

I felt the cold of insignificance,
where eyes used to meet...

She sighed in prose
And wept in silence...

I'd have wished upon a star
if I thought it'd help...