Time moves and unfolds behind your eyes, I see myself when those fragile colored orbsbegin to blossom and constrict before you pull away from me. If I am to be nothing more than a bright flash across your sky, hold on to that split...
love
This is not my beautiful house
"Its not really like I had planned to change,Time really just moves on and so does our heart."
Bittersweet memoriesthey fill this two story housebittersweet tearsoh we wanted everythingIt seems we have it now, all that is missing is usyou and ILaughter and lovetime is moving on it is sometimes faster than we likeYou are getting older and...
The Fort
"The safe haven of a kitten."
I'm alone, in my fort. The tears streaming down. Built to be a shelter, for me alone. I let him in, though my heart breaks. My mind wants logic, my heart wants protection. My body, defies it all. It is...
Love is Blind
"Sarah is in love with Lee and he with her. All is as it should be in a romantic love made in heaven."
Sarah awoke to the warmth of the morning sun on her dozing face, bright enough for her to know it was daylight. This was one of those mornings Sarah especially liked. There was nothing she needed to do and no...
To the Sea
"I'm always somewhere in between"
I say we take it to the sea,With everything inside of me.Longing for you, and your heartAt the sum of everything,We should never feel so far apart.Like broken glass, reflecting pieces of the sunI know you are the one,It's just...
You should remember all the times love consumed you,sang through every drop of blood,hummed and roared through your boneslike an unstoppable engine and each touchshared was a new track to build for navigating beautiful unknown continents.Remember when love was made...
When He Plays Piano in the Dark
"When you love an artist, you are taken beyond whatever you were before he claimed you."
When you love an artist, sometimes you feel as if you are loving alone. The love they have for their art wells up inside of them, expands and nothing else can remain. That is what makes them what they are,...
Renaissance of the Heart – Part 5
"The story nears its conclusion..."
Part I January 31, 1512 Casa di Venuccio de Lambra, Rome Italy It is a particularly cold mid-winter afternoon. A man is sitting by a crackling fire and is fashioning a small figure from soapstone. The light shows that it is nearer...
Abandonment
"The Magic of it All."
Do you know what abandonment is? It's crazy I need to explain it. It can take on many forms. Come in many different ways. Most assume it is leaving. Did you ever think of the silence? You forget;It's the absence...