Before I open the curtains,
close your eyes
and listen to the
soft, almost
...
Random moments
bring portals of memories.
...
There is a calmness
Like a Buddhist prayer
On the road
When it snows
...
I want to join you asleep
at the edge off sunrise
and groan gently
across the breeze
...
while you sleep in my arms,
I try to avoid
looking at the dawn
been struck from the skies
...
Near the scrapyard
Round the corner
From the ocean
Where the stock
...