Dust the Sand

Love is a lion

in the dust

and it follows,

flows and floods

like a desert

over my heart,

it’s heavy

and I need

a sandstorm.


Rough the Dawn

Rough is the dawn,

with pleasures to pawn

for a day.

Like pine needles thick,

just a moment to prick

all your pain away.

Shade is a bird,

a song’s just a word

if you feel it.

Rough is the dawn,

the darkness is gone

today will be lit.