Dormant buds
await fluxing snow...

From one inked outpour
to unvarnished whiteness...

Azure noon skies over Swan Valley,
a pearly patched luster of cloud...

Wherein the haven, dwells my stillborn child?
The crib could not illumine gilt enough...

Those whimper wails - those windy moans
Nostalgic beasts it trails of sombre undertones...

O' sandy shells, o' sandy shells, I know;
Why pearly armors 'neath the sand conceal...

Conversing lover's tongue - I may neglect
to discourse plainly; love we hold as true...

Doubt all my words,
create shadows behind thine actions...

Concealed yet united,
with an assumed trust...

As I do list the highlights left of me
In twilight of my life through memoirs' reel...

Past week, on the night of Tiw
an uneasy candlelight wavered...

If I had breath to give but one last word
Could love weight all my brimful heart's outpour...