Her fingerprints-
the withering sheets...

Vague illusions of clandestine words
Split open to epiphany of harsh axioms...

Noteworthy memories appear to mind
Struggling through passing time...

A breeze so sweet
on hot summer days...

He surrendered to an open plea,
The poignant lustful aroma...

With reluctant, fumbling feet,
A heart of awkward guilt...

How do you know where i belong?
why do you think that I'm not strong...

I fear not the sky falling
Or angels of death as they approach...

Peaking over sun kissed petals
Under an arc of iridian hues...

-I just tasted rain-
It wasn't sour...

Mystically evolving,blooming like a flower
the sweetest sweetness,fills up the hours...

I saunter here, on a lonely note
And will be here for eternity...