love is a feather gently falling to earth. it's not what you receive as pure gift, but ... CONTINUED

at home in the dark i am bated breath and base desire, or the haunting notes of an unsung aria ... CONTINUED

a cold drizzle sheets bare branches hung like copper wire and devoid of crows. three straight ... CONTINUED

it's too easy to leave one who's already lost... but when love's the rage and nothing else ... CONTINUED

beneath yellow streetlamps damp oak leaves glisten, stuck on pavement like confetti. summer ... CONTINUED

without a single word your clear brown eyes reach out across this distance and cut me to the ... CONTINUED