Inscape

In silenceI found a mature homenot in need of my touch. Reminded me of wild flowersblind to pursuityet being and beckoning. My dear,who lead a trailfor Summer’s steps highlightedby Moon’s gaze to thefront of my withdrawal? I said,if photographs are wrinkledby flood of tearsI couldn’t imprisonthen they were meant to fade;alongside their attachments.

Duplicity

Behind your lovelived a youthat wouldn’t embracethe me before my love. Behind my lovelived a methat wouldn’t brazenly cherishthe you before your love. Unintentionally,we were cheating…

Subtext

I’ve lived too long to still long for the moonlight.

Tracking

My God neglects mebut I’m never enviousHe placed my fatein a way I’ve to call out to it,and I call out to it every other day.I cry alone to hide my tearsthe rain I hide fromcould’ve been my God’s blanketto hide those tears with,I talk to him still.My God doesn’t listen to memaybe I whispered,speaking

Dependent

Writing… Let’s me borrow from my conscious.

Stolen Into A Cocoon

Barren never knew coolnessof the wind after softspoken rainhas left a whisper.That night only moonlight missingyet content with candlelight.Let them say thenfulfillment cannot be found by broken. Come to my country in November.

We Met.

Pretend always exudes perfection. Here, try me; try pinching my cheek,your fingers won’t know a smearand my cheek won’t know a mark.I could be a doll,if not for that wince…That time I almost caught it,but missed by a blink.Pity…

Idler

My weakness is people’s minds. It’s every genre in library called Earth, and I love to read…

Extandant

Beauty a timid lie._ caught…

Credulous

We fulfilled the curiosityof our first collision.Half a second by hello,Half a minute by my name is;then we were trapped…