A Dream Life

"if only life was as beautiful as her dream"

As the sand man visited herFinally eyelids felt weighted As she slept, her lover came to bedFor so long she had waited She dreamt of him each nightFor that was their time togetherAt nighttime she was fearlessHer worries light as...

If thou would be here with me

"Man wishes the woman of his dreams could be with him"

If thou would be here with me Wearing silk eggshell flows I would have played Pachelbel’s Cannon Taken your hand as if a sweet rose Roaming ‘cross the dance floor In sweet flowing elegance The candle lights flickering Illuminating your...

She was a new girl.I had seen her sometimes,strolling through the market,taking her time, enjoying the booths and the people.I never saw her actually purchase anythingbut she always had a smile for those tryingto get a sale out of her,before...

Beautiful Monsters

"some monsters hide behind beautiful faces"

When I was an innocent little girlMonsters were easy to seeHiding in closets and under bedsMasked in the shadows of the treeBut as people get older, they get wiserThe monsters also learn to blend inThey hide behind beautiful facesMasking their...

In the garden, by the french doors, watching the path, Waiting for the one and only one who won't come. Life is a long, unending glimpse of the future Without her, with no exemption or resumption Of the love we shared, we...

Healing Her Heart

"And his voice healed her heart"

Love is a feelingUnlike no otherIt only takes one lieFor the flame to smotherShe felt her heart breakShe felt an empty placeBut after the tears stoppedThe pain began to eraseFor if love is trueThen forgiveness is sureWho knew that his...

Never Ever

"A love poem for my Master"

Never Ever As long as I am by your side, never a battle you will lose As long as I am alive, know you are the only Master I choose Only you Master shall ever know my deepest and dark...

It always seems to be the way You don't try hard and lose the day. She asks so little from you now Perhaps she has forgotten how.  A loss, a hurt, an ache she shared But you were slow to show you...

A Christmas Story

"She'd never had a Quickie before. It turned into more than that"

It was a long slow day and I was wondering what I'd do later. My wife's gone so all I have is a cold, lonely bed to go home to, on Christmas Eve.One of my customers is a really cute...