I lost the pen which had the ink with dreams
So I then searched for it within my hair...

It appears
people don't enjoy the beating of my heart...

The sun up high does shine too bright
upon a daffodil in sight...

“a fork is all you need” he said
“that’s all you need” he reassured himself...

a teen with tiny feet
has been so meany mean...

I never loved you like I love you today
but I did loved you when I first told you I loved...

When I think of you
I see stars, a river, and a boat...

I want to travel the world of your thoughts,
I want to visit your heart and settle there once...

Within a privacy of a room, with curtains closed,
and a dim light, a wife politely asked her...

I thought you were the cristalline waters
In a river...

In the kitchen-
Fingertips trace ashes splattered over counters...

Death puts people in a crib
And from there...