At night when I can’t sleep When the day has carried on much longer than it should have and the night seems only to fade into an endless void I think back to the first night we met Snow covering the ground Our breath freezing in the air So many miles from home That lonely…
Her touch is worth the price of a thousand stars and an eternity of darkness Reaching towards an ever falling sky I wake only to dream of her and sleep only because I miss her touch Breathing in the prana of her soul she gives life to the passion beast that rests deep inside my…
She walks slowly away dragging her finger across the satin sheets of our bed. This is not our typical Sunday morning. Our Sunday is usually filled with countless chores that generally keep us from spending the day basking in our love. Today though we were graced with the pleasure of one another’s company, and it…
I stand like a scarecrow amid a field of dying dreams Chasing away the nightmares circling like a murder of crows Sent to peck the eyes from the newly fallen heros As bleeding hearts pour to the open lips of the goddess She turns her back ignoring her own blessings Leaving her children to the…
We walk away from them quickly Those worthless bastards Begging for our change and table scraps How dare they interrupt our coffee How dare they interrupt our phone calls and texts How dare they be alive How can you have a dog when you don’t have a home? Eat your dog or it’s food It’s…
Slowly lost in a haze of incense and gin Letting time kill me and not fighting back I’ve counted the hours since our lips last met Saying I miss you pales to how my heart yearns to be close To you Only you One more night and then several more Alone The days pass to…
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 remember it like it was yesterday. I guess in the age of the universe it was, but for us it was months ago. If you’re a regular on my blog or other places I write then you know that I write about all of my failed relationships, dates, and nearly everything else. Jennifer and…
If I were a bird I couldn’t fly as high as I did yesterday Walking Next to you I’ve walked with you before Holding your hand Watching your smile I walked besides volumes of books Next to priceless pieces of art Holding your hand Your smile the only thing capturing my eye I imagine often…
I could run away Sometimes it’s what I’m best at Where would you be? Where would I be? You’d be with someone else and I’d still just be sitting here Writing Some days my heart is a sinking ship Being dragged down by the weight of my own thoughts My own overthinking Fears only manifested…
