After a long evening
of mental anguish...
I love you, still: like waters streaming tranquil
along a shore or a canal, just like that - still...
A spark of thought
in the midst of night...
-
we fell...
Life Passes By
In my sleep I weave...
I've waited years for her
in forgotten stations, amidst...
If you were a planet, I bet
you would dance around the sun...
I had
every intention of...
A bell tolls,
for the hour of discontent...
A poet's pen with dexterous hand
Ink to paper often can...
I don't think it can ever be
properly expressed...
grief is a rusted faucet
i keep checking...