(2014)
(1) I have come to realize, that something secret, slumbers within me. Inscrutable and yet,
(1) Beneath a blanket of autumn leaves… a visionary sleeps. Her body coils; deep within itself… for she cannot perceive,
(1) In a tea cup, seeping, your spices allure, the revelation of heat. One hand, touches,
(1) Ah yes, there she is, unfurled and listless. Her soul is drunk, for she has consumed,
(1) Happiness is a flavor, of something else entirely. It is romance, and the tide,
(1) Against the odds and all alone, my humble friend remains in place, ever serene with poise and grace, an imposing will of earth and ston…
(1) My back, now bare, is seared by the ignition, of your escaping flame. And behind me, a valley,
