I can hear it.
Come closer...
.
The sparks no longer fall simultaneously...
.
Everything about love was bronze...
.
Tough...
.
Can you feel the rainbows of air...
.
Meditate on what we have now...
.
Everyone seems to critique your image...
.
Starlight...
.
His dream became his death sentence...
.
I'll...
.
Somewhere- along curled yellow roses...
Imprints in sand saves my sanity
if only for a whole moment...