Even in uncertainty
You fascinate. Especially then...

Magic is nothing more
than, merely, a soul...

We are stretching now, and separating, like taffy...
blooming petals of flowers...

She is a flower
so romantically white, so sincerely...

The tarnished, gaudily guarded
childhood ended in the quickest...

It's September, and
the night is cool and slick, and...

Limbs folded back in
fiendish prayer, she twists...

The church was arched
with white and gold, pillared with...

With the subtlest flick,
I've turned you on...

The world presents itself, framed and unreal
stained like a canvas in sandstone and steel...

We
have a...

The
sinuous...