"An older piece following the reaction to unwanted remembrance"
Eyes wide glistening with tears Fingers twisting the chain around my neck Lungs squeezed tight fighting for air Mind trying to stop the memories that play All fails as the tears being to fall Black make-up stained cheeks left in...
my hand strokes you gently during those early morning hours of sleep and dreaming. I think of your body singing over me in deep bass tones of honey and midnight. these moments should be enough but they wake in me...
"I started writing and it got erased, so this isn't as good as my first version, but hopefully its ok"
Every one day is,Another day closer,To holding her in my arms,Going on dates,Kissing her.No screen in my way.Every second.Every minute.Every hour.Closing the distance's miles of wingspan,Another mile closer,To holding her hand,To being together,Cuddling all night,Nothing standing in my way.Every day,Every...
I’m not one who likes the business of heart-breaking, Perhaps it is because I’m used to my own heart being broken, I’ll sit and wait for the text I know is coming, “I loved you, but the chord's no longer...
"Remembering a very special Lush friend"
You were not the first to friend me but you were the first to friend me in your own special way Like a searchlight in the night You led me to safe harbor We laughed and shared some fun You...
"What the night brings me before the dawn brings me reality."
This poem only available on Lush StoriesThe night air sings across my tingling skin;These sensations of you and your presenceHum an anthem of excitement into indigo velvet,Studding the moonrise with the joyous glimmersOf your eternal eyes.I see them gleam in...
my first poem...please be gentleTender heart keep stillYou've been through a lotOf soul wrenching painand heart rending spell.Torn, slashed, and tatteredSeeking refuge was all that matteredTried to look in all direction Hoping to find divine intervention.Then an angel in disguiseCame...
Playing with words, Like the strings of an instrument, What fine melody will you weave in my heart When that music wafts softly Across forever And touches a soul That yearns for release. Do you ever think, That you create...
Thinking, walking, running in circles Hungry hands searching, reaching out On a cool morning, still dark Nothing, blank, stunned, gone Found a crayon as I ran against the wind Picked it up and began to scribble Making images of the...
