Friday, March 27, 2015


There's no rainbow here
Under falling rain I bow
Finger tips running under
Demi gods

I can't quite reach you -
Thunder claims shaken lips
Nothing to say
Wars lost and wage -
One stands in the middle

I try to brave a smile
As the black crow circles her body
Waiting for the kill

Windshield holds no notes
She drives home alone
Chasing after butter flies
Love is fleeting under empty skie
An orphan .