There is a visitor who comes to each home
his unwelcome appearance is not a healthy sign...
Your words, a frozen picture in the dark leaves my...
Your smile, once a bed of welcome in a chaotic...
Quiet messages weave
between two eyes...
I wonder each day
how to express...
Memories, fixed upon the wall bloom
Obstinate pain...twirls like a tornado...
A mighty tree how she stands so tall and proud
her limbs stretch out almost caressing the clouds...
Lashing tongues
and unforgettable stings...
You surface without announcing
understand the depth of my feelings...
The
night is...
Missing from my sight
the only one who can see through...
From the
depths of a past...
The man who lives
between my penned lines...