Lost Once More Skyline of lights and black, Stars shining behind wisps of white, The sound of cries and resounding wails, The streets never felt so bright. Wander back and forth for a sign, Give him a hint or point him there. Or hell, even lead him there yourself, Down to a fine, silk-white hair.

Back in Strange Streets Like a cat lost on the unknown streets, I find myself back in strange lands. Familiar yet different, although as I still remember, The words still flow from my hands. Deeper the cat explores, figuring all that it can, While I explore the lists, its people, and those stranger still. I find nothing that catches the eye, which doesn't surprise, It seems I must still climb that unbelievable hill.

Seasonal Love The maple red blooms passion, The hellebores releases desire, The evergreen envelops #life, The oak stands tall for all.

Passions Thrive on the heat of the moment, Devour the taste of that love, Crave more and more, endless beauty, Fly like a dove, soar into the heavens.

The Comfort of Your Sleep Harbour the comfort of your sleep, Dive further into the cosmic deep. Don't go too far though, Lest you wish to reap what you sow. Death is near, or is it simply tiredness? These depths are surely endless. One thing is for sure however. Death is something I will not do. Never.