When you’re not here, I can barely breathe – And that’s the trouble, because: When you’re right beside me, I can barely breathe, Yet, I wish you were all there was. The scent of your hair is intoxicating, The sound of your laugh makes me…

She comes to me more in memories than dreams there, not there still there To know she is not lost loses its sting when I remember that I am also not lost to her What is not lost cannot need to be found why we…

Here I am In the middle of the night Pushing myself Trying to get my words Perfectly right Seeking more of my own Inspiration More, than ever before Faith, in my own poetic finesse Carries me forward To the finish line Down the slippery slope…