What was the sound of love? The taste . . . the...
Pale brown leaves, the texture of coarse words...
Who knows her anguish
Who knows her grief...
the bed is empty
no jasmine nor lavender...
The morning sun's bright rays shone through the...
and passed through my eyelids...
polishing off dark
sprucing up strength and vision...
Falling during dreaming
kick-starts the butterflies...
As
Broken...
I am because you make me
it is your cheers that shake me...
No one knows what life's about
all we do is fight and shout...
Of the most luminescent,
Are the stars on a clear, cold mid-winters night...
Can a mind think too much?
A heart beats to survive...
I stood up against unjust
-not how a sitting man does...