I seek you in the woodland;
for you are the forest...

Wasted
Are the lives of the innocent through...

Drenched in seduction it
Emulates the...

As a child-
there was a game I thoroughly enjoyed...

I walked slowly across
your bed made of soft grains of sand...

I would hold you up;
close to my mouth...

as nightfall comes and so I dream
my sleep beholds a vivid scene...

I talk to you-
about how the moon turns...

Her voice now whispers
a softer tone breezes through...

..where shadows of the moon,
shimmer in the breeze. The lake...

I had to-
let go of the...

Domicile digs within a concrete shell
of a pallid place where I used to dwell...