Rushed

Fatigued by silent rushes I drown in monotone reverie Kisses that melt upon feverish wishes Touches that bruise the breaths …

Her Birth

    Her delicate, but beautiful tendrils of emotion sprouted from the darkest of places. 

The Illness

The sting, toxic To depths unseen Necrotic emotions Swallowed No antidote For words unsaid

Message in a bottle #3

I’m not one to turn back time even though I live with quite a bit of regret.  There are choices …

Lost Oasis

There is a quiet roar echoing in a crowd a clawing sigh exhaled in void of emotion   tears dried …

When all else fails — a LIST

I love sand dollars, intact but with imperfect, chipped edges. I love honeysuckle that drips with sweet dew. I love …

Truth Hurts

I know not what you think as your breath skims my cheek. Your words are weighted heavily with sentiment I …