Summer's tears and plastic cups,
daisy fields and apple pies...
Your travel selfies
depict awe inspiring sights...
Falling through the earth to the darkness below
As if it were a clear night with no lights...
Physics, math and chemistry
It's what my brain does say...
it’s not
quiet...
a chair arms
the fatigued man...
After you
I became creative...
It was a fickle afternoon.
Up on the roof of your sixth floor apartment...
Just a touch away yet
far from your affection...
He is my hope
who keeps my path alight...
I am trying to find you through life, finally I...
My life was to search, not to get you...
Sleepless yet again
Looking at the clock...