Love in any language is a beautiful thing...
BEWARE fellow traveler YES Be CAREFUL where you tread
Winter is past approaching The crunch of dead leaves And frosted grass underfoot I breathe in the icy air ... The… Exhaling life itself
running my fingers across the arro… that I draw from my well packed qu… I trace my eyes across the curves of your perfect body firmly I set my sights
I have heard it said many times that if we truly love ourselves then we don’t need anyone else
Do you ever wonder where the words…
After long day of staring at progr… My mind feels numb and worn over Like a dry, dusty, frayed covering Barely shielding my consciousness… Like a ratty blanket no longer ser…
In a smoke-filled empty room barel… Reclined and unexpectedly keen Our song saturating the senses wit… I lay here pondering the blank pag… Taut and anxious for my touch
every book left on the shelf longs to be
There is no stillness here However I may want it... I can’t Break the rhythm of this beating h… Pumping blood through the corridor… A palace now shrouded in darkness
It feels like it has been ages since we talked... I cannot get the memory of us washing each other’s feet out of my mind... Life is still confusing... even more so since you’ve been g...
...she finds herself on the unbeaten path her broken figure cutting the icy air as she runs
I Know You More than the Meaning I Know the True You I Can Feel You I Can Sense You
note: Read top to bottom then bott… Listen closely Do you hear it The voice inside Wanting desperately to scream out
Brother/Sister Poets I am personally seeking Your varied assistance As I make my way Through my divorce
a poem about laundry? sure ... I could pull it off