I see the bagginess under her blue eyes as...
discolor her complexion. She does not cry liquid...
29th September 2012.
Walking in the rain in circles...
You're eccentric compared to loves of my past.
Irregular yet consistent...
Winds
chiming...
Soft susurrus beneath my leaves
promises me no sunlight, for the...
Last night you gleamed red
as if few hearts bled to death...
Poets sleep on a cold mountain of longing,
amongst shadows of winter as oceans cry...
There's a path
that meanders...
Natures Army
The world is my home...
I got me a lemon tree down my drive
Right at my front door...
Summer bloom,
soaked in grey moonlit gloom...
I've shaded many blankets
Spread hidden beneath my leaves...