Undress me Slowly With those amber eyes As the hours slip away like my clothes on the bedroom floor take your time on my curves get lost on them a road map with no destination

The tension recedes as I lift away. Nothing binds these snowy wings. I sail high as the eye can see. A speck of dust, brilliant in the sunlight. A crystal fracturing into color. Three times I circle your face, before I vanish. At last free.

I have five minutes to live, what’s going to happen in 5 minutes? The flight is going to run out of fuel the plane is struggling to find landing we are surrounded by water on all sides  in a war torn region. Missiles fly,  Bombs…

  there are bunnies made of dust and bunnies made of meat hit by cars made out of rust and steel out on the street and all of them are dead dust bunnies rusty sweet old cars that wheel like ghosts and hares i’ll never…

In tarot, the three of swords warns of conflict, sorrow, and heartache. Three sharpened swords pierce a heart at three harsh angles. Brother. Father. You. I can feel the three of swords pulse in my deck, jump under my fingers, singing of my past, present,…

city rain paints rainbows around haloed lights splashes colors that confuse in the addled dark Iridescent, luminous, neon screams   hurtling through streets saturated with primary hues streaming whites of glaring headlights blind us to what might come   drizzling drops, rivulets forming streams red…

Can it be true? Is that your face I see? Welcome! Please sit and talk with me I’ve missed you so It’s been far too long Where do we begin? I have much to catch you up on What do you mean you cannot stay?…

I asked you something, never really expecting a response. Yet, you came to me later I could smell your perfume And hear the subtle timbre of your voice All at once, I knew You spoke of many things Alluded to much more When it was…

The sun shone brightly, we, children of our parents playing effortlessly, laughing, running, not a care in the world. Soldiers marching in the street people lifelessly falling to the earth, rat-a-tat-tat,rat-a-tat, distant scared-to-death-screaming, scrambling to get under-cover. Please, God, let me hide, in the closet,…

Four years have gone I can’t believe it Since I started writing About my future and It started Manifesting More and often bigger Than I ever imagined Now, I am pushing it to the next level Writing the story of How it all happened And…