How do I remove thee
from my ludicrous heart
when ‘tis not only
in that unbridled muscle
...
It is those rare
and random moments
when he lets
his guard down
...
His face
a mere festschrift
of her deepest
emotions unleashed
...
Let me
Pluck out the mosses
Plant some roses
In your mind
...
As she wandered along the lonely lake
Her troubled soul
Was reflected on its glassy face
The spell of darkness
...
I look at the gifts on the showcase
A pretty bracelet in a gold case
Galvanized by an unexpected lucky find
I walk to the sales girl to pay for the diamond
...
Remember the night
Before the harvest,
When the phantom of love lowered
Its vessels to collect
...
And one stormy night
While wandering far off site
...