razor black
mirror porcelain
for your
rose bud
bird song mouth
I have made bouquets
gathering
shadow light
creatures wonderful
grotesques fortuitous
clear potable water
dark caves beneath a sunless world
secret hand fulls
tremors lolled by after glows
alone like ivory your room in blosom
rich solitudes of orchid
perfumed isolations
joys
with
or
without
love
i only make for you
