Your wine eyes match the drink in your glass,

D wine & shirt matches.

The tough look on your face

And your wild hair!



It seems your shirt took the color of your bleeding heart............

Your bleeding heart.

Now contained neatly in a wine glass!



I see you are alone

On your own.

And there are brick walls, too!!

But the brick walls dont speak!]

Or do they... speak to you???



The puff of smoke dances on your lips,

You slowly breathe it in.

You're breathing these days,

it seems to me.

Almost in afterthoughts.



Enchanting

Leprechaun.......

Playing tricks on me.

I am the trace

of the fear

that escaped your eye.

And travelled across your desert face.

And washed ashore on the corner of your mouth

Just in time

to catch

the prayer on
your lips....!