Let stars divide,
the dominion of self,
where sight can see as kindle diamond.
Here amongst skyline-
"No one can hurt you,now."
Dusk remembers shadows,.... echo,
content, the sadness lets me be whole.
Stronger silence no longer deafening,
through occurrences past,
edges of Sumerian dazzle blue eyes,
to see cleaner, a homage given in childhood.
Can I still dream?
And define what love poetical has broken,
through nervous palms, invisible,Yet gone.
Farther still knowledge,
on horizon of question,
let shapes stir, night stretches frail,
transparent.. and slept-
through memoirs given by years,
whisperings smile,
at emergence dawn.
