...my dreams are tangled in images of stars and clouds and firelight - we go camping at night - it's my lucid dream of being with you...

...freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night...

...How terrible, those dreams before sleep were—the worse kind, mixing hope with despair...

... paint in blue and black...sometimes gray - the colors of night - occasionally I surprise you with a mustard yellow, but then, I am a poet ...

...loving a fairy lady with a magic song will leave you desolate on a cold hillside ... but from there you can see the stars...

...Sunday evenings are heavier than clouds with rain, darker too and often interminable...