If my heart was a rose
Would it be as black as the ashes of your love...
I dreamed of wisteria -
she, of jasmine...
I wish I could go back
To when our love was still fresh...
I put myself in a little box
one that shuts...
two flowers
crushed between...
Beneath the stars, you lay with me
and whisper swirls, of empathy...
Under a moonless cloud
You shift along my spine...
Do you remember our first date?
That downtown Chinese place...
You were the sun
And I was the cloud that darkened your skies...
You force whispered breaths against my name, and...
Did you love this city’s winter murk?
the fog settling on the river...
A youthful memory once buried in the
dunes of my heart breaks as waves...