Days pull me close like an arduous loverAs Seasons bear witness at the cusp of my lipsWhile passion lays thick like fogThe grass stands in aweIndistinguishable against the setting sun My ear catches the whisperOf lover’s prayers falling from heaven‘Let go’ they sayLay with me a while In fleeting moments as the last draws near These melancholy days transpire In love with autumnBut mourning the Departure of sweet summer nightsHow blissfully simple the stance she tookAs she peered at me...

Fire Fly

It seems there’s no time for perfectionIf there were, would you wait…. Our good dies youngLeft alone our spirit wanes….Slowly withers…. A spirit, not a man or womanBoth man and womanFrom the hand of God….Not good or badBut both…. The same…. The moment you stop lookingYou find her again….Out of a misty dawnYou see her faceWelcome her embraceAs thou you’d never parted…. Your spirit cleansed…. Purified….Your hearts fire, it’s passion…. RekindledIt’s licks of flameChase away the shadows of doubtYou remember...

Shadow Rose