he closed his eyes and / asked her to read to / him the story that beats / from her heart to his
the way music can lose its shape
so with numb fingers and / and the curtain falling to the floor / I say we have played this song long enough
where delicate whispers / copied themselves and disappeared,
I breathe in the stars, / and inhale their fantasy dust
at the brink
I’m dangling / on the edge of a cliff in my heart
l’oeil de la lune
tell me moon
Do you understand what / you did to me when / you poured your fire / over my hearts dry leaves?
why did it take so long to find you? / my heart was for so long needing to feel / the beauty of tenderness like this
play it again, sam
breathe into me
Before I knew love / life was just air / suspended
a purple crown of possibilities grows within my l…
my eyes are nearly closed / as they grow pregnant / from the visions that he has planted
the dragon storm
you are / an unwelcome hurricane
and I wonder why / the birds don’t hear / the noise in my heart
turning whiskey into nothing
there is a comfort / in talking to you / a warmth I still feel / despite my own misery
I can think of no sad songs / that will remind me of you.
i am thankful for you / (in a way)
you once told me / that regardless of our love / mother river / always changes her course / leaving a trail of destruction / to create a ne…
fast and furious
I feel it in the marrow of my bones / I feel you in the creases of my skin
fragments of a former love fool
your love came with a knife
As night descends upon us, the candles cast a luminescent glow / Our shadows dance along the wall, matching our bodies, nice and slow
contact (without my heart)
(my heart laid out on an empty page)
get out of my head
My favorite moments / are when I watch you sleep
The Secret River
I don’t want to be / some silly leftover romance / that started like a nuclear bomb / and ended without a whisper
my knight, my sculptor, my slayer
I beg of you with quiet whispers / do not abandon this blade, my lover
my fragile flowered heart
Like the angel-white petals / of a Jasmine turn towards / the scent of the golden rays / of her sun, I turn to you.
My love is yours for the asking… / but I like to hear you ask, / I like to see you beg
With infinite slowness, / the warm and sticky sweetness / of your love enveloped my being.
The Divine and Unbearable Celestial Love Affair
She lay quietly, glistening, / the stars of her skin twinkle as his fingers pass / and he wonders what universe her mind is in / as he feel…
Midnight Quest of the Lone Spirit
From my perch, sheltered amongst the / evergreen gods overlooking the cliffs, / I hear the mountain breathe.
when i hear those / sighs and / unguarded moans / i am coated, drunk, / intoxicated
I met him long ago / needing someone / to dream of when bored
So, I did, / and how! / And how / it broiled my lips.
longing, / soft as a holy lake / caught unaware / in the hidden fold / of a virgin mountain?
It had been missing for some time / a piece of me / so slight I had overlooked it for quite a while
is it the same?
how do we know
Don’t tell me lies
But you, with your heart on your sleeve / and a child in your eyes,
The Redwood and the Rain Goddess
But when will you understand, / my Forest Sovereign, / that they are crying because / you drink me in / but then send me on my way?
when a sigh escapes / those peach flavored lips
but it continues to grow colder / as we / come apart at more than mere / fingers
you say goodnight
the hurt / p u l l s at me / when we get in bed / and you roll over
Of Men Behind Me
I’m pulling down my jeans, when he says, / “I’m behind you,” / and suddenly a rage comes / of men behind me:
This passion that sweeps fire across my breast / It chokes within me / I cannot speak.
It ended as it had begun / with an agonized scream of unfulfilled need / and bitter accusations.
Our conversations / Were laid out / Like a linen blanket / On forest green grass
From Fantasy to Reality
“I love you,” he said / and drew lines / in the sand of his emotions
A Heart’s Whisper
Stagnant noise extends the reality of the distance between them. His large hands clutch the phone….
Shadow of Shame
there was nothing / in your kiss / in your smile / in your laughter / that belied / your intentions