the sky rolls it's weary eyes
almost as if to say
he's watched me make the same mistake
day after day
and he's tired of seeing me fail

I am happy for you.
And sad,
Very sad for myself.


F.Z.**N

Sometimes days are bad,
and you just feel sad.
Sometimes days are bright,
and everything feels right.
We should be glad for each one
And look forward to the rising of the sun.

Nonchalant swipes, a branding spark.
Colons, dashes and asterisks - carefully arranged.
Soft whispers, quiet water, steamy breaths seen.
Smooth bellies, tender lips, musky smells imagined.

Alike paths cross, then twist away.
I miss what I've never had.