A Trip To The Moon

Again

White Roses, My God

Get Still

jouska

Rain on chrome — the siren comes,
Footsteps echo — lonely ones.
Your hand was salt, your voice was smoke,
The sea replied but never spoke.
We laughed beneath the trembling cranes,
The tide erased our borrowed name.
Motel light flickered, soft and low,
The city drowned in undertow.
Your eyes were glass, the night was wine,
The moon forgot what’s yours or mine.
Dreams broke slow where water turns,
And love sank deep beneath the churn.

Undertow

Loud Silence

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