Fall upon me, now,And un-shield your eyes,That sparkle from the dew of a newest morning,A cry for aid, when you … More
Love is a famous thing,My bird, my devil.You have sprouted wings for myself to see,Hoping for this face of mine … More
“Where loss encourages the will for survival, a human will each believe that there is more to do, more to … More
Save me, graces,The bleeding wound,In me,Has long thought of to be free.Your idleness matchesMy failure. And to the ship,Where there … More
Step into me,Cold and broken,With pieces placed in your arms,Cutting flesh, already bruised.Tell me sweet verse,Over an idled curse.A swollen … More
As you stand when I layAnd die over me.Tresses so bleak and heavy,As the newborn moon,As tears rain from a … More
With all my temples,And all my walls,It is not enough. It is not enough to speak,Of my wishes, and my … More
Your shielding hands do not wash tears,
But merely keep your face hidden from the crudeness,
Of my blatancy.
Of balance and form, of folded wings that burn.
The apocalyptic shadow,Of my eminent devastation.My salvation,Could not have come sooner,By the noose,To the box. To the soil, and attempt … More
Unloved and made for pain,Here is me, made for the world to see,What is death with a breath?What is love … More
The most beautiful of orchids,Has soon met her fate,By a dying rose,Upon her somber face. Her sorrow reaches to the … More
With fewest steps to climb,In an amorous avalanche of emotion,Wandering upwards, to where a faceGlistens, and has been frozen.I, with … More