[Soaring Feather]

In the shaded pines
with moonlight flowing down
on the cobblestones
I the dancer once in mourning
loved you with soft eyes
and found a horizon in pictures
of olive groves.
The nightmares ended.

bentfeather
01/15/04

[Kay Syrah]

Every half light
calls a memory
to the shade
of trees swaying
in the winded
movement of here
and then there,
Night pushes
the dark impulse
of breathless desire
in the fake softness
of moonlight
crystal shattered
in the leaf breaks.

[January24th]

loved you with soft eyes,
and found a horizon in pictures
of olive groves.

Very lovely, bf!

[Camachee]

i'd like
to order
a perfect
pizza
but pepperoni
is so
out of style