Again,
a hunt will start...

A haunted moon,
sauntered into the woods...

Beyond dreams,
a wise lake, watching my absurdity...

That roasting night
when honeyed moon hung high...

The guile demands
some apology...

Arrange the foot-candles
for candela. I am not...

Are you questioning yourself
between right and wrong...

Facing an imminent
onslaught of apparitions, I...

Read it,
or do not read...

A deep kiss.
Deepest-ever...

In blue,
starry night...

Your slanting smile
like a pendant-moon...