A passing moment
A passing moment...
With a touch of passion
she mourned with love...
Dream as if you can fly, and deceive all,
Let the night fall into comfort and more...
I love the feeling of cold linoleum
as I sit alone in the dark...
A ghost is not a person,
but a space...
Soft, summer winds leave me isolated
trapped between ebony nights, balmy days...
HE'S LIKE THE WIND (HAIKU)
tongues of flame came...
Everyday is a struggle,
I'm just trying to make it by...
Even as a child he,
Was lonely by himself...
True happiness is only attained through a blank...
Shining through echoing darkness surrounding...
All these years
All I've seen...
I see the sun differently
now that darkness has passed...