November travels
beyond the sun
to look for hidden rain.

I fixate my eyes
till come the miracle,

but where is my song?

I'll find it in your eyes.

[There's no November song.
—November is a song.]

#ts #sng #ssn

I adore her, deeply.
In fact, I love her,
Her demeanor,
Deeper than death.
I'd dance with dinosaurs
But she's dangerous.
And I can't afford
Such delightful distraction.

#ts #pgnt

After all, after all and all:
We ought to be gold.
We ought to see gold.
In such souls as rivers,
In such minds as grass;
We ought to see beauty.
We ought to be beauty..

#ts #kbts

When a bird bows,
Love, do your eyes see?
When your eye closes,
Do you see?
Darling, when
Your heart closes,
Do you love,
Do you love?

#ts #clmr

For we say
a sea of words,
but remember
just a raindrop.

#ts #nss

And we love,
At fonder times,
With the last
Of our pieces.
Skies bloom oft,
And nights go over.
We let go
Of the ones
That touched us
Into memories.
We're living memories.

#ts #btf

Walls hold in clandestine
What summer windows
Give free to the world.
Have you seen emptiness
It feels like a burst wall.
I have lost to this war.
Tell me I'll be free tomorrow,
But today I wonder
If I have any walls. Perhaps,
I'm a broken window.

#ts #pgnt

It's soothing,
And it's soothing.

To grow like a seed,
To grow like a wave.

I stand from where I sit,
My past a silent cave.
You call it distraction,
But these hills better know,
I call it a beauty.

Gloom is an attraction—
I call it a door.

Here, here darling,
Come, come my darling,

Come, hold my arm.
I'll show you where I'm,

But first, where I been,
And first, where I been.

#ts #kbts

"Mais oui"

Words don't come easy these days.
You worry about the love your heart starves,
And not the presence your eyes thirst.
Strength is a fickle but beautiful petal,
So you go wherever the wind blows.

You're a horse running away from home,
You've stood by their side in storms,
In war too, and by that love you have
Survived and you were drowned,
So why should you contend with
Rain, and seas, and solitude and quietness?

You're a horse running away from home,
Because home, home is where flowers
And silence make you happy.


#ts #lh

She was a whirlwind,
Driven by pretty chaos.
& my heart wouldn't care
—It loved her despite.
And that is why earth
Is heartsick a many times
She hugs whatever storm,
Whatever chaos comes.

#ts #pgnt

Follow your heart.

Where is my heart?

Where does the heart go
When it is broken?

#ts #pgnt #nss