The breeze that twisted through
Empty branches of scathed trees...
you take in
one big breath...
You once told me how
when you're alone...
my heart is full tonight,
for I have been loved by a poet...
I still remember
why summer had died that year, and...
If you are given a chance to be your own god...
Like, you could create yourself not out of dust...
I wish I had a boat
For yonder past the bay, on a clear azure painted...
So far the waters of my life became somewhat...
But lately, they sway from side to side...
To know me, is solitude within simplicity-
Captivated by a single star...
--
smoldering words ignite again...
Christmas is like any day;
hidden away from the world...
I see with eyes closed
imagined colours...