there she sits
as unreadable to me as ever
in that shell she made a home
for all i know she could be
peeking between invisible fingers

How I long to dream a dreamers dr
Where emotions like people
Walk and breathe
Where colors seem to come alive
Where reality meets our hearts

to fish
quietly
taught
by his absence
to be

such imagery
i have never
had anyone
talk
quite like this

the journey
and
the destination
caressing
with invisible arms

** the Narrator catches us up with
note: Links to each poem in subtit
note: play song linked above
(1st Month)
Found before the mad chaps soul ha

I Know You
More than the Meaning
I Know the True You
I Can Feel You
I Can Sense You

what do i know of love...
i know only of my love
which by day belongs to one
and by night the same
which through trial or death

a poem
about laundry?
sure
...
I could pull it off

Hello again
Can you hear me
Scratching down the door
To your Reality
Say Hello

i long to break
and
penetrate
the shell
that covers you

i am alive
more than i know
burning
with passion
and