Love’s Pleading Salvation

"A poem of love and passion."

The labyrinth of the heart is full of hopes and dreams, entrapments and schemes, and dances to a blues harmony. The heart bleeds and scars, it writes the novel of life of defeats and victories, and sings an ode to the soul....

If your words are painted across my heart, if your face is drawn along every wallI'll go on to build around myself, then I could still hold on to some semblance of you. Some parallel echo I may be able to record and...

The Fall

"To take a leap and brave the fall"

Lips to lips, a soul to kiss To rouse you from a peaceful sleep. I look into your quiet eyes And drink you in, but never too deep. For I could lose my steady footing, Precariously balanced, I risk it...

I hate becoming just another memory, Another person that you remember, But don't bother about any more. I remember the love that we shared, Strong and full of fire and passion, A youthful love under pressure. I consider our love...

Sweet Summer Rose

"Ode to a rose"

Sweet summer rose, surviving autumn frost, How come you hang on, when all the rest have lost? Why does your bloom linger so? You know it’s time to go. To spread your petals,  Releasing your soul, lying where they settle. I...

Your love is like water, In a cloud casting shadow on the ground, Bringing life and love, The thing that nurtures and protects. It destroys in a tsunami, It creates in the monsoon, Refreshing and revitalising, Cleaning and making thrive....

If silence speaks volumes then it doesn't matter how much oxygen is expelled from my lungs for you, if one breath can strip you to the bone and shake each monster you've molded my face to. Whatever you've shaped us into, I'll be in...

I'll never learn anything about you by skimming surfaces,so I traced our steps to find what keeps tying you and I together,following the years back to a spark and a wick becoming one to light your home and cast out...

Faceless-Chapter 2

"Ghosts of the past..."

The sun had risen around 7:30 that morning as I lay in bed, watching Mr. Universe sleep. Yes, I was biased, but I really did believe he was the sexiest man alive… so perfectly put together. There must have been...