Flakes of falling snow glitters like diamonds under the full moon. your wings encase me from the cold. gently you smile freeing my soul. I ask for your name and I am all alone watching the night’s sky.

Flakes of falling snow glitters, like diamonds under the full moon, your wings encase me from the cold, gently you smile, freeing my soul, I ask for your name, and I am all alone, watching the night’s sky.

An old man with a harmonica, walking aimlessly through Chinatown, he watches silently, as a young girl plays a kokyu, he sits next to the young girl, playing in harmony, they are linked together for awhile, in a language older than words, an old man dies with a smile.

Snowflakes carelessly drifting on our heads, alone in a tranquil white landscape, a slow embrace with blushing cheeks, slowly our lips meet, serenity forever in a place with no time.

A star twinkle, an explosion in the mind, propelling to the unknown, a glance from distant eyes, laying on the sidewalk.

A stars twinkle, an explosion in the mind, propelling to the unknown, merely a glance from distant eyes, laying on the sidewalk.

The calm breeze, slowly embracing your body, the subtle smile of a stranger, Slaying chaos with kindness, a gentle hand of comfort, the wind to your ship of dreams, A beanstalk to the sky, biotic of truths ugly faces, reinstating your wish, The golden egg in your hand, a sanctuary from the rain, the ray of light in the dark, Musky and wise, all mastered in pallid pages, the garden that needs no tending.

Your watery brown eyes entrance me, I dare not blink as you may wisp away, But you remain as everything crumbles, We fall holding hands, Spinning together alone, Eyes intertwined.

The calm breeze, Slowly embracing your body, The subtle smile, Slaying chaos with kindness, A gentle hand of comfort, The wind to your ship of dreams.

Xylem escapes the rain by ducking into a bar, the midday junkies slapping poison, she is jumped and injected with the poison, cringing with the syringe on the grimy tiles. Xylem is in a cage, as a coyote crying for freedom, longing, hoping, fearing, outside a happy family is walking with a puppy. Xylem sits watching the night sky, with a stars twinkle in her eye, a small orange dragon crawls onto the rock landing, the dragon looking for companionship, xylem pets his head softly. Xylem is floa...