Bleed the sea onward
Past radiant hands,
Past where tear droplets fell
In the porcelain meadow
Where nothing grows
From palms,
Holding eternal kisses
Upon the heartline.
Lovesickness
Reuses sickness
From burial to burial
In the fields
Where pain echoes
The soft whimpering
Of another tale
Told towards the past.
A face where scenery
Is darkened by repeated
Shadows, upon the twist
Of cheeks, laid through
With kisses, deep.
Hold the Heavens down,
Enter the deep glow
For love that turned pages
Backwards upon the flow,
With stains to keep.
Erase the notes
To cries that hold jealousy
For the wickedness of others,
As love remains
Buried to its parting.
Modern Romanticism 