It's drizzling and foggy
as I walk these lonely roads...

In the end the sky was
an enigma to myself...

Ocean of fir trees
nictating small ice crystals...

Can you hear that?
The world is slowly waking up...

I found myself abandoning
my skin because I do not...

Available for occupancy
a room for one, enriched...

You hoard precious moments
and fill your cheeks with feelings...

You're here again.
I glance as you enter...

We allowed for our wishes to soar
like flying a kite, just without cord...

I'm afraid that I can't
write love poems...

Chapped lips, gnawed nails
roosting in eclipse...

Waft of mist envelops me,
and heavy clouds...