The kingdom
a memory
of her traces,
the distant view
...
It's that day again
when the candles
steal your breath
...
she came in like a thunderous storm.
the blue poured from her eyes into her tears
and it made the portrait of a terrible new creature
a creature I didn't know before. and she made sure I saw it.
...
Those opened eyes. I saw so much in them.
A path leading to the top of her heart.
An ocean caring not islands, but stars,
and when she closed them, I knew
...
Behind smiles and comfortable words
she was wild. An avalanche
...
you keep your happiness in a box
sealed with fingerprints
looking for the train
that lost it's way
...
You sound like you've been
outside my window
hanging from a branch
of the willow
...
The wind crumbles
on the window
searching the promise
of her fingertips.
...