The most painful dawn,
one can ever know,
is the painful death,
of love let go.
...
I awake,
Dreams burdened with your eyes.
A recollection of temperance
...
I’d love to swim in a sea of you,
Or Better yet
Your private sea.
For it’s quite amazing
...
Uncertain drops
Of anguish
Filter through the night
While waste water
...
Sun soaked revelations
on a patio deck.
I had long forgotten
...