Lost in Time

Grains of sand drifting

through azure waves steals your scream.

Sunset; end of day.

What She Has

It’s Her ocean full

of abysmal emotions

She wants to drown in.


soft, gooey and warm

bittersweet lies coat his tongue

poisoning kisses

A Kiss

warm like coffee, soft

as the patter of rain, sweet

as chocolate cake


still winter mornings

frozen, no one sees ice trail-

ling across my cheeks


a grey stone skips cross

the lake causesĀ ripples of

what was, what can be


dawn draped in shadows

whistling wind snips the candles

Death breaks and knocks thrice


a scar starred body

constellation of freckles

flesh becomes legend


crisp leaves, crisp apples

tumbling into warm sweaters

and into cold nights

Force Of Nature

your salty tears freeze

bitter wind cuts your choked scream

trees drown in your pain