Morning Grey

Morning Grey

When the morning is like milk and the muggy grey creeps through the window,

your face is the smoothest its ever been.

Without the contours of the sun I see you as you are in my minds eye,

perfectly plain for manipulation.

In this blue morning glow I can make you suit my needs,

the reality of life has shifted black, white to grey.

I cannot question the peacefulness of your perfection

yet an anxious beat starts to wonder and I cannot swat the white noise that stands between us.

In this morning grey I know that love is still alone.

Oh Darling! Let's be Adventurers

Oh Darling! Let's be Adventurers

The Suicide Walk

The Suicide Walk