Falling for you

Each silent night fears

the reaper approaching the door

dying before being

awake

(hopes up high beneath)

the life has just begun

greetings to the

nightmares creeping

displayed leather feathers

(it feels like a joke)

interstellar loveliness

finding the way

to skinned bones

(running wild – headspace)

tip toeing on the mornign

of the ancient feeling

consultation

(what a ridiculous occupation)

it takes time

love to

love.