I remember mornings
Wakin up to find you...

Carnations burn
Sitting next to you...

Glistening flower
So pink and red...

Leaping from a tall cliff
Holding you in my arms...

The nameless epitaph
Of the ghost of time...

Confusion,
Illusion...

Midnight hours fly by
And I let them go slowly...

Expecting a baby
Building with seed...

Black crow gnaws
Through plastic of the soul...

A cold blow
Caried...

Worms of silver
Mossy dunes of sand...

A ghost whispers quietly
Through the cold chill of space...