My love for you is true, though we have never met. I will not lie to you. I will not steal from you. I will not con or cheat you.

I am awash with tears of mourning for what I thought was dead and go… as though a flood of holy water has broken through the stony dam I contrived to spare this brittle…

This trembling grief is for a long lost soul, a young, guileless child I once knew as me. I truly believed

Who am i to bare my soul with thee… and challenge all that you believe… I share from deep within my being as if my father speaks through me. I see these words of love and merc…

Not a poem. I hurt; like a Frankenstein monster. Iron fist. Unrelenting.

I met a man who told me that he’s looking for the way he might become more free, less encumbered in his life. Poor me, poor me, poor me;

I commit myself to God; sometimes, not often. I believe in God; sometimes,

Something whispers, certainly not nothing. A subtle impetus to choose to stir and rise

Come out, come out, wherever you are. I know you’re in here. You dirty little secret.

I am here now. I have removed my outer garments, placed my trust within your circle… I have come because you promised. You told me you would be here

I’m not really here right now. I can only be here when no-one’s a… and I know no-one can see me. Even when i speak to you, I’m sort of not really here.

I gaze down now upon the cracked and battered shell of the fearsome fiery dragon that once held me in her sway. It’s remarkable just how frail