the paths come together and run side by side some of us just wanting to hide painting on plastic wrap it will be such a ride
as i place my hand in yours and we manipulate the dance floor at the museum the people stop
as we dance on the clouds you sing to me spraying your colors all around reflecting your art
i know how it is to be done but wonder if it really is won the mixing and dealing is dealt with all these feelings what shall… with out the silver lining - desti…
missing little piece’s buried in the box no edging left can’t get through the locks to retrieve through ground
the freeing of emotions how healing it can be filling the holes of the soul with the divine love –of GOD truth correcting error
lost in the scent as the smelling… escorting beauty by the hand - buy… because the tone is in the air as the spider spins her web - her… on a hill, the breeze wrapping you…
you could smell it like it is smoldering under the shavings then it eats its way out and sharing with the wood
tap dancing with paws great is a musical in the making getting out side with a rush folds the carpet after waking stretching cuddling noses
the skin of the fruit peels the silver wrapper off of the kiss, as i place in your mouth —the melting seeds
most definitely worth gazing into and holding on as the water pours… trying to flood the soul of the wh… the warm rays embarrassing as if t… going deep as if searching the oce…
you know the softness just before… it turns to darkness before the li… so, one doesn’t like purple but pi… as if the flower petal just fell f… you see the light at the end, you…
a funny thing about poetry is that you can paint any mask with color and hue, of your choosi… weather belief or doubt or dare will some times make you stare
the twist of the arm the braking of ones bones the ripping of flesh as you tear away the barbed wire the crushing of ribs as you breat…
some grow up with a spot to fill a title to live a for runner of things to come