The Universe is teasing me With the temptation of music. She knows I have to gather my things, And yet she finds it amusing To distract me with her gifts. “See?” she says. “I will give you everything, my dearest one.”

Hold my name on your tongue. Warm and loving. Let it roll down your throat. Burn you from inside. Hold my name in your hands. Soft and gentle. Let it crawl up your arms. Silken your skin where it touches. Hold my name in your…

Her face looked gaunt and old her body bloated more each time I saw her she thought she could block up the door with a pendant of the goddess of disappointment entwined around her neck on a silver chain rich with tarnish divorce and disappointment…

I want to believe your words because your actions fail me often. No eye contact is made for it may reveal deception. I make believe forever though I know our love has a limit. You slip farther away each day until your no longer in…

Make it your way never sway as it is like day It can be cruel, fueled by many things Just hold on Cause we all know this too will pass. Gaze into the blue sky and see that your morning is very near don’t give…

This is how it always starts. A late bloomer never seems to be on time for anything. Imagine the horror, thinking that you have ten minutes to spare when you’re already an hour behind. You had assumed that 9 in the morning is 9 in…

It is the last of such a simple thing For a long while. The mind likes to catalogue All the heartaches, large and small.   But I think I must be stronger now, Or have had the sentiment burned out of me, For though this…

This morning soothes me A bouquet of fresh words A fountain of calm energy I could fly from here Or softly float Greeting the day knowing Time and source are one. I so easily caught between Right and left Up and down Early and late…

Air i breath you you caress me hold me hot or cold every minute is you your quality dictates mine you send my voice far or rip my words from my throat water i meet you you greet me as I pierce your skin you…

Hour 2 – 7:00 AM    A stirring of emotions felt in the thick of my throat. Where beneath your fear is a choice to make things clear. When the option is left to you and your years are numbered. You’ve got to make a…