November Romance

Eventually, everything becomes a memory. 

#234

And we smell like medicine on paper cups
my blue angel voodoo queen
lover poet.

No Red Rose

"She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses,

but in all my garden there is no red rose."

— Oscar Wilde

#232

And so at last
we've found each other.
What now?

A Lucid Moment

Psychedelic explosions. Confusion. Colors. A moment of beauty.

#230

So long expected
the slowness of the night's arrival
the torment.

Love at First Sight

They are not long, the days of wine and roses:

Out of a misty dream 
Our path emerges for a while, then closes

Within a dream.

— Ernest Dowson

Violent Dreams

Two people
trapped in a room
waiting for something to explode.

Goodbye Summer Skies

Let's dance in style, lets dance for a while

heaven can wait we're only watching the skies

— Alphaville, Forever Young

#226

I sent my love out on a boat
It capsized