May 2025
They were there in thought when I wanted to write...
You and I...
You the moon...
When you are full of feathers,
full of flight...
I
love...
In a world where our hearts beat as one
Underneath the warm shining sun...
First Glance
Everything...
The blue moon stood high above the trees
Casting a pallor onto the woods below...
— for the ones who met out of time, but not out...
You looked at a private text,
Your eyes moved, and I was perplexed...
Your lips,
my only shelter...
No one stands
for truth anymore...
It’s almost your graduation day.
And I keep thinking...