Why is it I am always drawn to it?
At what cost is what I seek...
Amber gently drizzles
Upon...
She's known to the World
As a Weeping Willow...
blue tits strip lichen
above an ice cold stream whilst...
Wilted ivy leaves
Soft fluttering to the ground...
Conspicuous formations
Lining the skies...
Dawn breaks as she pirouettes
A tiny ballerina on display...
There I am between
The moonlit twilight above...
These words are imprecise.
They form layers of liquid transparencies in my...
Hum me a sweetened melody.
Whistling end to end on my cello...
The season starts to change its sunshine rays
I hope that summer love still warms the air...
Daylight's
Retreating skies...