thorough throughout

menthol cigarettes

on her hair

between your fingers

trying

another darling

of her beating heart

looking through a glass

to the past

the future

stains neck

leaving

honey

sleeping

could somebody else

change the surface

making her nervous

holding

the over

dancing in

the moonlight

about to break

Saw the mornign

in brown eyes

hands on wrists

sharing a secret

mother Russia

their heads

crying trying not to

let go.

While tired.

Upcoming waves

passing

the chase

unimportant

trembling moments

loveliness

and the soul she

used to know

in the astrenged

grows

watching his

young heart

fade into the flood

slipping through.