For a short time—only?!

For a short time—Only?! Needing—without Hoping... Wishing—without Wanting... Gazing—without Looking... Dreaming—without Searching... Thinking—without Understanding...

Together there is music

She speaks to sparkle! Like a fluvial mineral crystal -Waterfall—her angelic voice! -An encomium chalice? A scintilla’s hope—aforementioned, With a—window on the angels!

"smooth southern sound"

"... unhook her taboos"

If I a season more than you—miss my cue

I’ll nearer learn nor bear the endless parting..? Like atoms let our souls collide! Such lust, and passions do us still; imparting, Open your heart let whirlwinds decide!

Uniform of scares

A soul may tally to the stars Like a badge of victory honour But who will know of the wounds And wear its uniform of scares. Who will feel the icy lick of blood?

Octagon-love

Does her ivy an oak bough cleave? When her body is clenched in unison Does a twofold breath still bereave? It’s one single, singularity in motion. Does he tent-peg her octagon-love

Anne Frank

Anne Frank, your smile was wide So to those eyes of life That kindled into fame Words of living, flame. Make-believe, “was it more real Then dreams consigned to sleep”

Mister Smith

His dream. Her nightmare.

For us

Everything is here waiting For you to see But releasing it all From you We cannot shine again Can we? Lost in an internal battle I am getting reborn I see your image and I grieve

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