It was late in the afternoon, and the fog was still settling over the coast like a blanket tightly tucked around us. The wind was blowing softly through the tall grass, and we walked just close enough to speak softly to one another. Even though we weren’t talking our souls seemed to always carry on…
Like Stars bright in the sky So my love shows afar As bright as the sun Following the true north of my soul Like the lines of a map My scars run in all directions Pointing to a heart once broken Following an arrow that says “You Are Here” In my heart In my soul…
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…
I had a dream that I was surrounded by butterflies They covered everything around me like a blanket through the darkest night As they flew around me I watched in child like wonder Excitement filled every aspect of my soul And then they flew away Carrying with them a vision I had never seen When…
We dance in open air in the corners of my mind Our hearts beat in unison as great drums beating from tribes afar We can’t be together We can’t be apart We dance in open fields of wind blown grass Our hearts open wide to the many possibilities of where the universe will carry us…
The wind is blowing to the East I can see you walking in the field of tall grass near the beach The rain will start again soon It’s been raining for weeks I wave to you I can see your face change That smile You wave back to me Almost forgetting why As your gaze…
Gale force winds blow the trees I’m surrounded by the sounds of gods The river runs swift and the white caps rise quickly Neither the Wind or the River hold on My heart is a collection of memories Both good and bad Drifting in and out of love it survives sorted forms of alienation from…
The vision of her blue dress and the lingering ghost of her perfume is all that remains As she walks away Her soft kiss still rests upon my lips as the cool breezes carries the cottonwood blossoms falling around me like snow As she walks away Visions of endless sunsets we’ll never walk under and…
I’m stuck between the sounds of the wind And the beating of my heart Songs of new life and new love Surrounding me like a dark symphony A quartet of angels or a hard metal band of demons? I’m not sure My head is clouded by the needs of my heart Love is here …So…
