You’re lucky just to know me, she said smiling I’m lucky just to be alive, I responded in solace Come on and dance some more, she said pulling me behind her by my hand She led me like a calf to slaughtered onto the dance floor and then took me into her arms like the…
Under a blood red moon my heart falls into submission under your gaze Your hand leading mine along your curves Your bare flesh cold to the touch Warmed by my wandering hands My lips parting yours as my tongue unleashes hidden treasures Under a blood red moon on a blanket we discover a new universe…
Seeing the best in all things I often overlook the obvious While I stand howling at a paper moon The same paper she forms origami versions of my heart I’ve seen dancing under starlight The very temptress that draws my heart Formed from ink and flesh She smiles softly pulling me in with the motion…
I don’t count my year by good or bad times. I just doesn’t make any sense to me. I can honestly say that my shitty vs. good days this past year were pretty even. Maybe, but does it really matter? So what? I had some really shitty times last year. I try not to look…
This is not my journey, he said Not where I’m supposed to be Where I belong… Walking nights Aimless Unfathomable comfort in not knowing yet uncomfortable enough to admit he knows the truth Surrendering to the gravity of where he belongs but where? That’s still the question It just isn’t here Not in this time…
There is a certain sadness in the rain The heavens crying, mourning some great loss, some great love. The moon hides The sun has ran away Fragments of my broken heart are spread like wild flowers across the universe And you gather them Water them Use light from your own soul to mend my heart…
Neil Armstrong took that final step of mankind. Stepping into the great void he leaves just as a new era in space history is starting (kinda). He was a childhood hero of mine. I got to meet him once in Dayton, Ohio when I was young. He might be gone, but his energy is now…
