your accent is like, cherry-caramel to my ears
my favourite flavour, and it kills
me when you stop talking, to ask if I am
listening; I hear your tones more than your
...
Piano player take my by the hand
And tell me how galaxies revolve
With starry arms and nebulous fingers
Etched in your mind
...
They say what we've accomplished now,
is all the fruit of all we've wrought
how beautiful it is, they say
ignoring how one-sided this
...
burgundy, the color of wine
and cashmere
a noble stain, sweet and dark
like old music, enchanting yet haunting
...
The grass flickers, as the
Wind pushes it down, in
A gentle but determined
Motion, sweeping upwards to
...
You are azure, like the sky and,
at one point, I thought that I
could fly,
up into the wide expanse
...
Wind in the trees
Pollen in the air
Water from the garden hose
Dripping from my hair
...
Mandarin orange, sunset gleam
Across the slowly painted hills
A fire is dying in the sky
Upon the wire the crows alight
...
Your eyes are like starlight,
scattered constellations and I am all agog
and I am lost, because
I cannot tell Orion from the Pleiades,
...
When did we ever say it, that we would always be together
Naïvely thinking, the world was ours, taking it at our leisure
The harsh facts, life is ephemeral, fleeting swiftly on hinds feet
We deigned to forget our troubles, and doused ourselves in pleasure
...