Wilted pillows on a stormy night
I beseech my spirit to fight
I drown myself with locklaced songs
As I brace myself for being alone

A cold and calm dawn,
with the silence that the snow gives.
Some bird songs are heard
leaving clear tracks on the crunchy ground

The sun doesn't even guess above.

The heat of your hand
rub my cold lips.
The words are crystal clear
when they are said.

Today I see you all
and it is not necessary to understand
listening your soul
on an empty day of words

Today our love is diaphanous and simple.

there is no schema,
that differentiates this likeness-
the difficulty of deduction is not
a condemnation, it never will be

my care was born under the same foolish yoke
that motivated emperors to build bulbs of marble
to honor lost loves, to stay their hearts decay,
but gestures this grand escape my capability

I’ll revert to limpid simplicity, and watch
loose eyelashes fluttering in a fall-
cleaning your cheeks with my fingertips,
a gesture both large and small

forget me for i am not that of gold
forget the words and verses i once told
forget the flowers i had tended to
let it be forgotten as ashes blew
i shall fade like a flame to the air
forget the memories we  used to share
leave me nameless and forgotten
I am another stranger in the autumn
i was but a shadow in your dream
if you ask i am a ghost by the stream
i shall not be missed shed no tear
yearning melodies whispers of yesteryear

A glimpse of tears,
an evening rain.
Weeping of this melody,
a melody of her last refrain.

"I had loved you,
as you would ever known.
I had loved you,
till last, thy everything shows."

it had been years,
but you still make
my breath catch.
i loved that boy
i left behind,
but i love the man,
i see before me now.

you and i just needed
time to grow into ourselves.