Not a day goes by
without my mind whistling...

I sheltered you
as a mid winter's...

Upon one morning they buried my soul
as if my limbs were rooted; not...

"My Lord"
hath taken thee...

That sweet toxic sunshine
tousled my twisted mind...

If you must go,
remember to sparkle...

Since the dawning
of my agile birth...

I decomposed
my lifeless heart...

I asked the sun
In a delicate voice...

We are one, blessed by mother moon
singing a spiritual, earthly tune...

Lover, you are the essence of masculine
a wave of scandalous grins, that over come...

Tonight I'm left dangling by a thread.
These past few weeks have taken its toll...