Throughout the years
they grew together...

Tiny pretty things
fall like stars...

If you keep moving
you can't cry...

Snowy sadness filling up
the shallow cavities from which...

All I saw were
your curves...

I need to know
I am safe...

Anger blooming
Behind my eyes...

What happens to pain
that never dissolves...

Today I pruned the roses
I touched the green leaves...

is like a small fish
keen to changes...

Forgive me
If I am only holding space for myself...

Nice things always
break...