Today was dawn as chirping birds p… Yellow, blue, and corn husked in c… Their’s was a fast and fleeting be… Today was dawn as butterflies skir… Shadows slowly became erased by hi…

Seasons are endless passages of ti… With each waking, golden visage re… ’Tis pure decadence to an eye’s pl… We long to snatch each glowing mom… In millenniums of space holding us…

I hastily write words—breezy, euph… They swim from my mind in colors b… All transform into a peticular sha… Betimes my words rain as a soft sp… Often my words spark and tumult li…

I can no longer deny this beauty in emotion, this beauty in my dreams, & these voices inside A voice of whispering doubt, a stunning of fear, ‘twas a stumbling of dreams & a crushing o...

I touched her finger tips, & it rosie’d my lips as cheeks blushed a sparking, pinkish gin; sweetest sky gypsy. I touched her finger tips, my magic sky gypsy, as my soul strums heaven &...

Frost touches tree pines, as sun s… Near, are those fairy silver-sheen… Cold, this icy bend, illuminated b… Where lakes froze, and those spiri… All is genteel & kind—quiet as tho…

How do I love myself? I find myself—bleeding heart and r… I sing to my heart, yearning to st… Torn—I long to mend her broken sk… I long to stitch my soul back into…

I see you Standing before your reflection I see you Inside your reflection Inside a mirror

A magic rose A glass slipper With these please cloth me A poisoned Apple A thimble’s prick

Was I not enough in this body & mind to earn your authentic, thriving love? As a baby was I not enough to warrant your protection, your loving hugs, you warm embraces? Broken bones, la...

Baby boy, you write essesnses of j… Tis’ truest melodies of love—joy s… No word to describe this feeling o… As your long awaited arrival has f… Our eyes gaze upon each other mome…

A season of airy hycinths and violets danced as we beheld discovery and sweetness within a genesis of life A juncture, wild and spellbound by heat; we reached balmy shores, after journe...

My soul is a vital force, a sculpt… She has countless fibers and layer… My depth She is a phantom I least know A shadow hidden

Angels go before and behind me, I… I’ve never seen them; yet Only through the eye of my dreams Where in feeble woes, I yet screa… Upon secret, hidden troves

Lost in this ocean, where all my dreary doubt thus commences. Lost in this sea, waiting for Lily’s tide. To enchanting bays I follow. Lost in this bay. I plead upon bruised knees for a...