Ode to Rose

His almond lids encircling still and raging waters beneath a naked moon
This moon, these eyes, they bear the color of swallowed earth, that when pointed, drink the entrails of her loveliness.

Swallowed Waltz

And when she comes to you,
She come to you in-between the space of grace and madness
Mad hatter happy mixed in Dali Da Vinci grandness.