He crafted a winter swing
so that when snow caved them in...
I cannot be responsible
for your scarred skin...
I admired
the singed haze...
The nude grain is a sage effortless thinker
who memorizes the swift stages of the sun...
Transparent ribbon
swivels around my thumb...
I sing from my wide open heart,
not worrying about where I will live...
Jellyfish fingers
slide beyond summer's treasure cove...
I am a messenger,
delivering priceless sermons...
Your words sting
and emancipate white winters...
Devout violinist draw your bow
Play what your heart means to show...
I have always been concerned with my health habits
like what I inhale and the choices I stoop over...
Friendship lapses
into smoky promises...