The nights are closing in and winter
stretches out cool fingers to caress...
One by one they drop
Like parachuting men...
A Tree in forest was seen by myself
A noise i heared and how it been treated...
Not giving or taking.
I will share you...
The sun bows as pain vibrates
from swollen eyes and its lashes...
Marigold moonbeams consume me
Authentic kisses laced with love...
Compassionate winds nuzzle silent pines
graced by a veil of lacy white flakes...
Silent screams like electric lights
Striking from the depths of dark swirling skies...
Sometimes it
was better, not to know the...
Last night you gleamed red
as if few hearts bled to death...
Half night of insomnia
half night magma...
Sky
blows...