A steam storm green, On my sleeve. A steel winter storm, On my bare shoulder; For my everyday roar.
Smiles are torn As a memory swore, I was doomed to love you alone. What crazed dream must I live in? A swooning love. A supersonic wind whipping blue Neptune. A raspy Lenore to adore.
For my stars await, to still be polished. For my heart awaits, its’ beats. For your return.
Poem & Handwriting: Naomi Ruth Saharski W.