

Fairytales and LiliesA lifeless body danced with the frozen eyes of the ice where he was begotten.Fairytales and Lilies
She stroked the angel hair of a forlorn baby boy who knew not his father.
A young man laughed down the dingy alley above where his mother laid.
I hold his hand now as he tells me the history with uncomprehensible, everlasting love.


A MotherShe holds me close, brushing the hair backA Mother
from in front of my eyes.
I scoff and snuggle closer, imbedding myself into the folds of her arms.
She coos and rocks me, hoping I’ll slowly fall asleep.
I pretend to squirm, eventually relaxing and falling asleep in her arms.
She smiles and kisses my head, setting me in my bed, saying good night for the last time.
I awake. She is gone.
But was she ever really there?


Untitled He waits for me to hold him.Untitled
He waits for me to cry.
He waits for me to hug him.
He waits for me to lie.
He waits for me to love him.
I love for me to die.


StoryA star painted sky covered in snow. A warm summer’s day and I’m all alone.Story
Too much to ask for a friendship that lasts beyond surface at most. I am but a ghost.
He hides here with me asleep in my arms unable to escape from his own given harm.
I cry into night lonely for him. He does not want me.
A branded sunrise sprinkled with dew. A
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