It's likely I'll love you more than any other admirer has. Does it scare or make you refrain? or serenade you for my hand? I belt it out with fierce belief, like a girl before any grief. I will not... Continue Reading →
Camp is complete, but it still needs to strike a match that kindling feeds. Warm turns to burn, am I too close? Perhaps remained some unexposed? Wind swoops in and swallows smoke. Content until shivers take hold. It redirects rushed... Continue Reading →
Following my eyes to the lines of your legs, I'll never forget how you quickened my breath or happened upon my home in your roam. You cast a small shadow but no matter, I'm certain to announce your arrival wherever I... Continue Reading →
Actions blurred by words, a sea of phrases erase the worst cases. But your ocean of "always" is sinking buoys built to weather wishful thinking. Confusion leads to a storming out, collapsing whatever this was all about. Daily... Continue Reading →
Lasting energy not from the sip of my mug, but the breeze through me as I beg my lungs. I gain distance on the clouds, but I lose myself in the beats I make with the pavement I take on.... Continue Reading →
Words wrapped safely away, plucked and powerless in their new space Bobbing beyond the crashing waves Just in time to this unknown place Their weight grows heavy against the glass, It tries to hold, support their mass Not a chance of victory for this vessel Did it know it could fail, before it fell? […]
Cold kisses of clouds steal away salty seas and slide down the contours of her cheeks, you frown. Catching a glimpse what she dare not reveal fore now. Unraveling, her thoughts traveling to another place, where your face is but a stranger before... Continue Reading →
I needed this, it's true. First of flurries falling, try to be blue Each flake, a million chances I sit, watch their unique little dances Try to be blue, you can't, this spectacular show demands this You owe them after... Continue Reading →
the Periodic Writer 
Hung Up On, hanging on
Alone among the dial tone. Breathless, taken by the moment passed So much, then again nothing so fast. Time for the dissection, oh where, oh where do we begin? Hello, goodbye--how again did I leave it? Burned in my brain, but only how... Continue Reading →