I send you warmth I send you beams of light, slanti… I send you bread and fishes And cool water blessed by the moon It will make you stronger
And I will turn with you, away, for I too can fall The warms us from within, and fades the shadow of our scars And see how our wounds match, like crimson puzzle pieces And the tears for...
Now that the storm has passed, and… In the silence between the waves w… As we lay breathless on the sand Can you hear that, the faint rustl… And, soft as sea moss, the whisper…
Let your skeletons Out of the closet And then Dance with them In the town square
Black strings of cormorants journe… This dark arrow, pointing north, s… How quickly this flight is gone!
They say every sunrise comes again and the mandarin blossoms of the A… But in the marsian haze of this sa… all I seem to see are the red shad… and the echoes of a laugh made dis…
If I loved you I would shake you, and the silent… Would hang like frozen blood And if you loved me, your white fi… Piercing my shoulders
Like mango Spilling into the sky And the gasp that follows, our sur… And under the brown skin of this t… Currents whisper deeper than we ev…
Down here at the bottom there is n… surfaces are smooth, hard, frozen… steel, cinder block, scaled and se… the angles are unmoving, like foss… I mold to the floor, head on a ste…
In these darker days When the wind sucks through the tr… Hide with me and hold our ears For that sirens song is sick with… And will only freeze our wings
In this silver morning, I send yo… That in the rolling fog you float… And butterflies join you as you da… In the mirror of my mind, I can s… Fair as lambs milk and kissed by t…
Did you know the wind is created b… And when the wolves are silent The moon howls?
May I navigate the now With the same innocent precision As the caterpillar On a barley stalk
In the belly of my rebirth I am a journalist of purgatory The smells, the fear, the landscap… is my story and my very life the wager of this…
In the turn of the storm As the birds race by The dark clouds of confusion seem… And even the silver knife of the s… We squint through the stinging sle…