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Words from a broken heart

Three Autumns He simmers in a fire, his pupils taut From the silver folds of a crystal moon Falling through the violet autumn haze Of wrinkl..

Innocence The lonesome child in her Chinese dress Spoke to me with a nectar voice Filled with the nubile scents of life: Vermilion vineyards, pr..

For a dear friend

The Golden Valley The clocks struck midnight But my eyes still gazed afar At the snowy stars, Lounging high in the evening sky. I grabbed my co..

For a dear friend

Memories of heartache

Dreams and such

Midnight Well all the colors as a child I did dream, Be they of blue or quietest golden, Have gone this night to more temperate lands Where waters..

Swept by the Current Well the prophet sits in silence Drawing circles with his hand; Praying for attention Beneath those bridges standing gra..