the Mist lays quietly,
pools around Cattails.
low Clouds Hover in Haze,
tawny, Muted sunlight,
and the Drear of a spring day;

i see the Branches Exposed
as the Leaves Fall away
so You would've known
that i Couldn't stay

Cold, amongst the blazing Sun,
Sky tinged with lavender at the Birth of a day
and I walk through quaking woods
Light
Dappled, through skeletal Canopy, and I Breathe.
through each nostril, Spring
illuminates Life, and rests Winter
on its tired shoulder

Single Tulip, Budding from
Hard Dirt
Yearns...

Purple Twilight
when he snuck through the gates
and weaved through tall grass
tickling through denim
and gnarled trees, ageless
Guardians.
and it was he who
saw the moon full,
Over the distant horizon.

In the gray breeze
And the grass dies
In the thick ice

The vacuum of its absence
I do not feel anymore, I

I carved her soul
In stone, and
she kept it.

crystal blue depths.
where the Frost lies beneath,
and i shiver;

I float to the city in the sky,
where purple clouds
meet alabaster brilliance.

unfounded.
That is I, for
what need have I to
be unhappy?

When the veil was torn away;

Amber breaths and clear veins
Is all I am.
I am
what?