This was
a prelude to a prefix...
Your slanting smile
like a pendant-moon...
In blue,
starry night...
A deep kiss.
Deepest-ever...
Read it,
or do not read...
Did you know
what was the time...
Facing an imminent
onslaught of apparitions, I...
Are you questioning yourself
between right and wrong...
Arrange the foot-candles
for candela. I am not...
The guile demands
some apology...
A shirtless detachment,
will speak...
A relative lie,
becomes the truth...