Witness Confession

I’ve been staring in short, measured glances at the way you lean over your cake; at the….

I lost myself

I lost myself in the accompanying light of your smile. Finally, and on time; like the….

Haiku-esk 2

The space between frost bitten limbs, and the first glimpse of green.

Haiku-esk

As your breath persuades the air, wind and calm are one.

The Weather

Day breaks and the air is new, as it forms a frozen lace, that floats through the morning….