Bleeding Out

She grazed his hand with the hope of a touch, but neither of them moved. His eyes spoke of a … More

Beginnings

When the night melts into the welcoming kiss of a new day.

Time is a soldier of fortune, marching With orders to spur on battle Forcing loved ones apart in spite Sending … More

All we do is perish in a world of infinite space and time—that will exist long after we tarnish it—that … More

Tangled time forgotten in the mind’s eye seconds tick–a wry wretched rhythm a metronome of memories methodically strafing eviscerates … More

This is one of the first poems I ever wrote and one of the first dozen posts I ever made … More

Have you ever shared such a passion for another — not just the physical, but the emotional fever that burns … More

What am I afraid of? I’m afraid of never being anyone’s first choice. I’ve been an only choice. I’ve been … More

Yield to the savagery of passions unleashed Bathe in the liquid needs that time swallows greedily Slay your hesitancy to … More

I taste the tainted silence crimson irony rusting spewed saline seed cinnamon bittersweet lies mingling of spiced regret dried … More