I wonder if it's the last timeI feel the subtle change in her skin temperature or breathing.I wonder if it's the last timeI've been kissed with desire,really kissed,the kind that means something.I wonder if it's the last timeshe held...

The dust of remains Tuck in the dead Never leave crevices vacant  Or wrinkles clean Land is always ready for sweeping    With traces of existence I bring back faces Forgotten since the first grain  Expressionless   Fall through grasps  Stick onto wounds Grind down to a being less Someone who never was But...

innocence is sad, you don't understand my maladystuck between two worlds, I shine then withdrawyour voice calls me forwardwith much trepidation I comeentering into an understanding with youyou will not scrutinize me harshlymy one vulnerability, I shy in the...