"They know who they are, and they've changed my life."
I've been down the road of deception, where lies are a way of life. The darkness seduces and entices but always cuts like a knife. *** That road is crooked and leads nowhere and most always results in pain. The...
"Adonis awaiting your command mi-lady..."
Beyond a mortal man impassioned far, At these voluptuous accents, he arose, Ethereal, flushed, and like a throbbing star, Seen 'mid the sapphire heaven's deep repose, Into her dream he melted, as the Rose Blendeth its odor with the Violet...
"Only time will tell..."
He touched her heart by reaching out to her showing her in his own way that he cared but now it's like she doesn't exist the tears that fall silently at night are never heard. Now as they walk away...
The waves of lust sweeping away his dreams The wind of memories blowing him away The flames of her memories burning him down The land of unending sorrows pushes him to the never ending land, The never-land! -- The one...
"In bloom.... for now."
A rose should not be awake to hear crickets and the rustle of Midnight's breeze as rain drops dance on leaves and eavesIn the quiet moments you can hear a whisper But then it's gone but not forgotten A roseshe...
“Imagine,” they said. And I listened. “Imagine meeting someone." "The one." "Your other half, your other self, your immortal beloved.” I thought about it long and hard. I ached. One day, something whispered to me, deep inside. One day, she...
"An old man remembering young love..."
He sits and waits In the doorway of the cafe Shaded from the heat of the summer sun. His chin hunched upon his stick, He sits and waits And he looks, Watching beautiful young couples passing by, Arm in arm,...
"My witty night with a man more then I could bare"
Two minds play and clash with heavy teases Bitten lips in flustered agony, that only they notice in full rooms An orchestra of heart beats, and shallow breath, as the sting of sharp glances across the twisting gravity of their...
"First poem in years"
I got you through the winter, willing to be the steps behind you, the traces and threads of what broke you untie, the closer we get to where you came from. And anything that was ever special, anything about me...
