Winters Breath

In the midst of busyness

how can one feel

so alone,

lost within

old memories

of times past,

shadows that linger

growing long

as time is measured

in the suns travels,

and I reach up

to touch the sky

finding once more

that feeling

of your kiss

upon my face

warm,

even as snow falls

and winters breath blew,

now phantom lips

haunt my day

and you are gone,

I sit here

in silence,

hidden in shadow

Lovers Lament

The river flows dark and cold
memories dance 
down this viscous highway 
sparkling eyes of a young girl
dreaming of her lover
across on the other shore
a lone bell rings
echoing across the valley
reminding her of loss
the river flows deep and muddy
where bones lie quiet
and catfish roam

Red

Red lips

Tasting

Biting

Consuming

Red Apple

Juices Flow

Blood Red Toenails

Peak out

From Sandals

Temptation

As I kiss her

Her bite draws blood

Hand holds the red rose

Thorns pierce white flesh

Blood flows

A river of pain

No one to understand

Crushed under

Meaningless lust

Buried under the purple-red bruises

Red eyes filled with tears

The red sun sets

A fiery end