To take thoughts and words
Push them into compact form
Japanese Haiku.
You tug at my hair
As if it does not hurt me
As if I am strong
my hair in my eyes
tangles around your finger
your hands smell of dust
empty beach we stand
you smile, hold my hand but
now my feet are wet
more to come
Spinning from
emotion
only found in
dreams
deep night, where
reality cant
control