• The wheat blows softly
    Within gentle breezes
    Between hidden glimpses
    She sits

    The horizon sinks
    Blood seeping into cerulean
    A riot
    Aurora

    Eyes do not focus
    Light dress flighty
    Whose folds hide vulnerability

    Shiver

    Shiver and curl up
    Dear one

    Insecurity grips her shoulders
    Shaking, quivering

    Shiver

    And curl up
    My love

    Merciless cold begins to bite
    The warmth of the ground
    So quickly disappears

    Forsaken, forgotten
    The last
    Swan Song

    Footsteps break the silence
    Crushed grass beneath
    An apology
    That arrives---Stops short

    Too late