Don’t let me go.
over the cork, a bottle...
And with the dawn, comes many things to cast away...
The smell of bacon, car horns, an alarm to give...
Grey feels heavy, it's depressing
the air is weighing on my chest...
it is the objective of life
to take everything...
Step aside.
Tension of mining gold...
This comely butterfly mirrors our moon
With fulgent shades that glisten and swoon...
A flower, surrounded by trees,
once said...
Elm wings fall lightly
pepper the brick patio...
Calibrating,
the orgy in sky...
As the sun is heading west
this part of the world is dim...
Nature is anxious
awaiting springs arrival...
I woke up this morning
raindrops are falling...