Love Is So Short, Forgetting Is So

The Night Is Shattered, And The Blue Stars Shiver In The Distance.

I Love You As One Loves Certain Dark Things.

And One By One The Nights Between Our Separated Cities Are Joined To The Night That Unites Us.

From Scarlet To Powdered Gold, To Blazing Yellow, To The Rare Ashen Emerald, To The Orange And Black Velvet Of Your Shimmering Corselet, Out To The Tip That Like An Amber Thorn Begins You, Small, Superlative Being, You Are A Miracle, And You Blaze

It Was At That Age That Poetry Came In Search Of Me.