She is the full luminous moon,
and I the lone wolf...

I love the sky
It's just there...

Clouds roll gently overhead
billowy puffs of fluff...

Tasting the last blackberry kiss
she fades like sunset music...

My poems are
dreams and memories...

The world is a juggernaut
of defloration and desolation...

What do you do
when your thoughts are all gone...

Hard to dodge shrapnel
cut by falling jagged shards...

A muddy mirror face, puddle reflection,
a drty image in the decadent disassemblage...

With you
every year is magic and wonder...

In between lovers
who cannot kiss away...

(The Day Was Dark/[Lost Love Lament])
Black holes bleed tears...