i feel myself (there between each heartbeat and deep intake of breath) just before it's ... CONTINUED

i have no idea what you see from your shuttered balcony and truth be told i'm afraid to ask ... CONTINUED

i wonder what kind of mind would conceive an idea for robo-bees (or pollination drones) ... CONTINUED

if we cut all flowers would others one day bloom, or would future springs remain ... CONTINUED

your voice heavy with the fog of waking whispered the sweetest nothings. cool crisp mornings ... CONTINUED

with seven lines you moved me from night to someplace deeper than despair a bittersweet truth ... CONTINUED

she haunts my dreams, my waking hours with a presence more palpable than blood or bone for its ... CONTINUED