Nothing can prepare me
for the day I find absence...

He drifted far past
the flame of a burning...

I gaze to the sky
reaching far beyond...

The revival of clear water
reminds me of innocence...

Visionary faces of
nightmares sing a...

Your eyes lit up like a bonfire in
July, roasting my desire to kiss the...

By creating the one who creates you
To fashion while you are being fashioned...

A simple little coffee shop,
loaded with enough caffine...

Serpent tongue dives
deeply in the larynx...

Fairy dusting thoughts with a scent
of cinnamon candles burning...

Tiny seedling planted in earth
quenching rain, started my birth...

Skeletal dancers,
prancing in catacombs...