Dream petals fall on a once young face A distant bell chimes of love’s union The smell of roses intensifies Young lovers speak vows to live in love My dream petals continue to fall Waiting for you to return to me
Running in the snow. The forest disorientates you. The face of a wolf in the distance clams you. A familiar. You slump against a tree. Too young to freeze, yet too old to endure the middle of winter; distant voices sound. You wake from a fever. The cat licks you.