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 am walking in a memory of you long forgotten and never taken My heart weeps looking for you as I sit watching time Killing me I’ve forgotten all the time we’ve spent lying next to each other They were too few My only hope sits as a lime in the bottom of my glass…
She’s a mess At least that’s what she tells me As beautiful as the sun kissed ocean in winter Her heart as open too I’m not looking for trouble I’m not looking for anything At least that’s what she tells me All the time lying in my arms lying to herself We both know She…
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…
I led a plain existence until I met you Walking through life blind and afraid A moth to the flame of each boring encounter Looking everywhere Finding nothing Blinding lights of dreams never furthering Held back by fears of things unseen I walked backward Looking everywhere Finding nothing Black starless nights I spent Alone on…
Old habits die hard Loving you was a habit that won’t die Your body Your flesh Kissing your lips Licking your smile These are habits that won’t die On the beach alone With your smile I held you close My hands exploring you as the waves moved fast crashing around us A fountain of love…
He keeps her hidden in a closet Ashamed of the woman she is Ashamed his family will see How she shines He owns her heart and mistreats her spirits He takes for granted all the beautiful things she becomes and she becomes so many Each soul a new voice When she wakes she pauses to…
It’s my feeling that we are all recovering souls in one way or another. It’s fair to say that we all have some sort of addiction, and many of us feel broken in one way or another. I know I have felt that way a good portion of my life. Anymore I’ve finally figured out…
She stood alone Naked Bare Body Mind and Soul In front of the Universe She stood Broken Alone and Afraid She walks countless beaches looking for lost treasure She waits for something real Something true She gathers the lost children of the Ent Putting them back together in sorted menageries that resemble her scattered thoughts…
New beginnings are always hard. It seems that since February ended I’ve had multiple starts and re-starts, but I keep wondering if any of them were true new beginnings. I’ve met some truly fantastic people, fallen in love, fallen out of love, had my Herat broken, and put my heart through every gambit of emotions…
