plague haunting, struggles
as weeping willows dry tears...

kissing rosemary
leaves, falling silently; slow...

long ago-
when pen started dancing...

Simple bone sculptures
smother a silhouette...

Dewdrops
are but a kiss away...

Spying a Hydra
within shadows...

Letters entangle as my speech webs
like a black widow, it flows and ebbs...

Thousands of emeralds
cradle my skeletal frame...

To gaze into the mind of a silhouette,
comforting her soul as arms drape...

I was featherbrained
at thinking you...

It's all in how the leaf falls
as breezes swift, silently...

and because I lived
with a'thousand souls...