I am far too cautious,
rarely allowing myself to be...
my love,
when y/our world seems barren...
For now;
she clashes with everyday life...
I am happening
as I look at my watch...
She tried tearing
the cloth that...
Spinning years consume the air
And age comes creeping to my bed...
I honestly don't feel very inspired
When all sides are incoming fire...
Contractions keep on going past due date
Baby should be here any moment...
All the languages belong to the same arbour
the two outlet bugles...
I've been stealing sneaky
lunar kisses twixt...
The stars in your eyes, staring like the sky
into my glass and mercury - through steam to defy...
Hysterical laughter can be heard
within an old Oak tree...