Does she think about me while she’s sleeps? Does she wonder if I’m dreaming of her while she’s wandering through me dreams? Like a satellite floating through space Watching down upon me Waiting to see if she really sees me Waiting to see if what she sees is really me or the image of what…
If you’re life seems miserable then do something to change it. I get it, I do. The bills are past due, you got divorced, your kids other parent aren’t living up to YOUR expectations of their life, or you just aren’t happy. I get it, I really do, but let’s say for a minute you…
The Sun kisses the horizon Shadows dance in love making fashion Stirring the imagination Drawing great expectations of a free Sunday It is the dawn ~ All things new and exciting Awestruck I’m awaken next to such unyielding beauty I follow the dancing light ascending your milky flawless form Kissing the horizon of your curves …
Soft white light covers you Pressing through the window As I admire you from across the room Your smile warming my heart As I fall deeper in love Our eyes meet and you gaze bashfully away I walk to you Taking your hand in mine Kissing it Kissing your lips Touching your face As you…
I can’t seem to get enough Of you Your smile Your touch Your Smile Holding my breath Holding your hand It’s never enough Watching you laugh when I’m not funny Even just to humor me Finding the smallest bit of excitement in our late night talks Saying everything While saying nothing Holding you is never…
Soft and quietLike an cherubs voice I count your breaths like blessings As they harmoniously fill my heart Like a symphony playing under starlit skies Conducted by the Universe ~ As we lay waiting You fall asleep and I marvel at your infinite beauty ~ Stretched out like silk Your skin as soft as the…
I’ve watched fragments of my heart fall like shooting stars Streaking across the horizon as I fall asleep alone under a moonless sky Waking in your arms next to crashing ocean waves my heart has found its home The great Pacific cleansing my path as your healing hands reassemble the pieces Like seashells we’ve collected…
I was abruptly awaken from a heavy sleep Out of my slumber passed dreams like a passing train As I dreamed I was back on Sullivan Street Walking creek side with Jimmy Sitting in the library with Ed Raising Hell in Sunday school Bruising our kness As well as our hearts ~ The phone ringing…
if you’re a Buddhist, or if you follow Buddhist philosophy then you probably believe that life is temporary. It’s a concept you can argue, but it’s valid none the less. Even as you’re reading these words the world is spinning all around you, and you are a few seconds older. I’d like to share something…
My faith in you, and your words doesn’t exist You call me friend, and treat me like a fool Your heart is as dark as 3 AM on a night when there isn’t a moon, roaming the darkest room of a house, lying on the floor in the back of the filthiest closet, and hiding…
