you look so fine

traipsing through the treeline...
gliding
with such grace....
or
was that me?


the hearth beckons,
cackling songs of last winter:
lovers' vows of the succour to come...
but i yearn
yet
to touch your ghostly presence
feeling
along my skin in the darkness.


are you ready?

LP No. 04_2024_Teeth

brother
from another mother
(who happened to be my godmother)

is she really gone?
if her laugh still rings
inside?


love
connects
across distance
and time,
Death can't be proud,
cuz Love deaded that too.


let fear be transitory,
and fall back
into love, look deep,
and see
her inside of you
giggling in glee.