channel your own thoughts
switch yourself off from it all...

two flowers
crushed between...

during
those long...

Beneath the stars, you lay with me
and whisper swirls, of empathy...

The wolves of the sea
come hunting the shores...

I
never know what...

Once again we make preparations for
an atypical situation...

I write to you all with regret
our industry is in great debt...

digging deep into
her pockets she pulls out handfuls...

Thoughts stew in my mind
anxiety bubbles up...

Come rain or shine, the thick and thin
lets find our peace, among the din...

A delicate touch
fingertips turn green to gold...