A thirty-year-old box stares from the top shelf,Calling with memories and heartache.Like a thistle attached to the cuff of his life,The box could not be washed away, nor was it welcome. Hands stained by sun, age and injury,Pry open the box,...
Love Poems
The Kiss (1907) is an oil-on-canvas painting by the Austrian painter Gustav Klimt. The Kiss depicts an embracing couple kneeling in a grassy patch of wildflowers. As she wraps her arms around her partner’s neck, her eyes are peacefully closed,...
Cloaked below the mysteryOf your lust and seductionMelted into paletteOf two radiant piecesMade for one anotherCome, claim me moreAs your own sacred haven*Feel free to trap me amongIncantations of persuasionFor within those visions of desireI love to getEntangled and enchantedIn...
Her body is a work of artAn instrument divineAnd when I strum those strings of hersOrchestral is its sound*And I conduct her overtureMelodic notes so fineA moment's bliss,a piacereThen control restored for more*Her solo part accelerando her fingers danced affrettandoAlle,...
Ode To My Lover
"Lovers are to be adored"
Such naked beauty to behold,Hourglass figure with perfect breasts.A mother’s belly to admire,Our eyes are locked; my knees are jelly.The eyes of grey with glint of love.Shot cupids arrow through my heart.The nerves of butterflies it feeds.A desire to touch...
Moments of silence come thereafterMoments of peace and tranquillitywhen vales of lies come breaking down.We all live in a box of pretendWe all try to project unto otherswhat we want them to perceive.On rare occasions do walls come downOn rare...
As I have stripped the layers backTo soothe my battered soulThere’s nothing now that I shall lackWhen you shall make me whole*To build again a life of joyMy hope is growing boldTo blend our hearts a new alloyOur future warms...
Love Fool
"Love is blind; I can't see."
Unanswered questionsLeft and lost in confusionNow, I come to know.°Mistakes from the pastAdmission and confessionThe truth is a bitch.°Your explanationsDoubtful about acceptanceIs there truth at all?°Betrayal of trustYou have long been forgivenNo resentments left.°This has to be realNo more lies...
Vignette – Summer’s embrace
"A memory from younger days."
Into your room I walked, intent on holding youDeeply aware of your parents' voices through those thin wallsLike sirens and accomplices the cicada beganAnd you came to me with summer's eyes.Warm and lazy was summer's breathSoft sweet jasmine through the...
A Moment Of Discovery
"A distant memory of exploring my body as a teenager."
Windows rattled, buffeted by the stormDoor locked against the goose-pimpling coldLights off, 1950s bar heater suffusingMy bedroom with a warm, secret, orange glow.These things I noticed, in trepidationForestalling, mentally edgingAs a towel was laid upon the carpet. and a small...