dried up flowers on your dashboard
pomegranate in your teeth
i told you forever is what you looked like to me
in shrubberies of summer in the dying desert leaves

(?) pending in your mailbox
silence filling the room
our love survived like flowers
through the harshest winter's snow
in the valley where the sun sets pink
and the gray men and their wives go


tell me your secrets, i promise, i will bury them in the dirt
even if they hurt me, oh so deeply
i will mask my quiet concerns
tell me your lies, tell me that you knew her
tell me that you knew her more than me
i will compromise, keep you in my ear
forgive the morning and the evening
and anything and everything.