As seasons pass, there is a day,
I’ll visit where, your bones now lay...

Like being caught out in the rain
I was soaked; in pitiless shame...

I walked deeper into the twilight where
the moon peeps through clouds, like...

If you were dragged backwards
through a storm you would...

Washed my brain
and boiled it...

If you cast a net
instead of fishing shall...

Your hands would always shelter me, and
hold me close to you. Your eyes would...

A Raven-ous croaking;
echoes of haunted...

Cleanse your mind from the
Attrition of...

A storm arrives-
lightening flashes...

I work alone,
but I am part of a team...

Listening to the delicate murmur of your heart
that echoes without words...