Do you remember how perfectthe orchard was, that day,when an amber sun was day drunk,sloppy-kissing treetops as we walkedbeneath a…
I’ve got you captured behind my lensHow long I’ll keep you? Kinda dependsMaybe till fruition, maybe till tomorrowFor this moment here…
the tepid airclings on morning dewas I roll towards you
My beginning was an illusion my end is a tragedy.My dreams were sweet,Now slumbered.Laid withered in theGraveyard.Graves that whisperThe…