real as it is

she incurs the rigours

on her own in a void

far removed from rationality;

out of her element


esoteric whims float in and out

of her headspace;overruled

inexplicable visions,holographs;

phantoms from a past

seemingly remote

overshadow her mindscapes

He's the one I dream about
But won't admit it to myself
Or anyone else
I call out another man's name
When asked who is the best
But my secret
Wish
Is for the one
I never name
I keep him in my heart
And he has the brightest flame

(Senryus)

I've never had a
new years kiss, or an under
the mistletoe kiss.

But I have had
Hersey's kisses - which I think
are spectacular!