I'll Be Home For Christmas
What do you do
When your body is in a place
That your heart is not?... more »
In Her Eyes
Her laughing eyes shone bright
Tears falling to the ground
The world saw her smile
Her soul saw her pain... more »
I see the ink in the small of your back
A small piece of forever
On your beautiful body
And I kiss it.... more »
Inkwells And Parchment
Too long has it been
since my pen has met paper
My thoughts preoccupied... more »
Insert Sence Here
Mother, mother, count to one
watch my stiches come undone... more »
All of this whimsical nonsence you speak of
It conufses me and angers me to no end
How can you sit there and say these things... more »
Kiss me now.
Tell me all the things I long to hear.
Tell me that I am beautiful.
Tell me that you want me.... more »
Knots And Spots
On the wall
Screaming... more »
La La Land
I am floating through space and time
Seeing colors that have yet to be named... more »
The laughter on your breath
Carries my soul to the stars
And cradles my heart ever so gently
So gently, in fact... more »
Crazy top-hat mad... more »
A lingering kiss remains on my lips
I can feel your warm skin below... more »
Lioness In The Shadows
What a cruel god to create such an animal
The kind who wants what she cannot have
The massochistic beast that
surrounds itself with delectible prey... more »
A bitter taste fills my mouth
Rolling off the back of my tounge
Like the crashing tides of a distant shore.... more »
The mediocracy of my life beguiles me
to the infinate possiblilities of my imagination.
The ever streaming concious thought
defers me from my past... more »
I can think up many memories.
I can remember many dreams.... more »
Mighty Be My Quill
Mighty be my quil
Black ink pours from your open mouth
as thoughts from my mind emerge
and take root on yellow stained parchment.... more »
I am stronger now then I once was.
My tired muscles exerted to exhaustion.
Like a taffy pulled to near its break.
The force of a typhoon has been set upon me.... more »
Mother, Lover, Not
Long legs stretched out
for what seems to be miles
on an old beaten rug... more »
I remain the mule.
The animal to which you ride
without consideration.... more »
Everytime im sitting alone i wonder what youre doing.
Everytime im sitting with you i wonder what your thinking.... more »
My Friend, The Writer
She sits at her desk,
pen to paper,
pen to mouth,
Scratching and... more »
Beauty envelops layers of ever streaming thoughts
Falling over rivers of deep emotion and love.... more »
In my fingers
Behind my eyes
In my hollow heart.... more »
Fall off the edge and taste oblivion.
Let it envelop you in a blanket of shadows.
Let it fill you with it's sweet wine
Dripping red... more »