109.

Today, nothing stands
between the horizon and
me, but sheer brilliance.

108.

Her voice breaks a heart
through token protestations
of what love won't be.

107.

The agony that
waits behind each desperate
joy, enveloping.

106.

Her history an
inexorable onslaught
of a life's mistakes.

105.

A tragedy in
manifest, as smiles mask
the world's vicious sneer.

104.

The joy encroaching
with each new avowal of
his emotions, held

like magic out to
her, blinded every bit of
reason. Shattering.

103.

The vague haze of light
drifting through the sheer curtains
hypnotizes the

imagination,
caught in the folds of its soft,
but cloying, embrace.