Mind no longer lingers or points fingers At sad stories that bore grooves into spaces of riveting freedom and one’s taste for all seasons. Om is what I call home. Avoiding time zones of temptation to roam in the genome of catacombs Stirring cyclones of hormones. Buzzing within honeycombs and astrodomes. Revealing her cologne mixing…

My lovely you have opened a door to my heart a door slowly opening to a part a part of me so lost I have not seen or knew of a once in a lifetime meeting of hearts so few that have an instant connection that single moment where others fear to find that secret…

I walk a path of unknown distance through hills and valleys I trudge it seems to be an endless journey where am I going where do I belong? there were many places I came to a stop stayed for but just a moment, a moment in time lost to myself, lost in anothers path where…

Do you wake up in the morning Or do you only come to? Do you fall asleep at night Or Do you pass out? Are you in love? Or are you lonely? Do you think i love you? Or are you just horny? Do you know my days off Or am i only a convenience?…

The end of a relationship that isn’t meant to be can feel like death… but that’s the illusion! In truth, it’s the gift of a rebirth. A revival. It’s a chance to heal all those parts of us we think are gone (either willingly given away to them or devoured by them) yet remain –…

If you stand on my neck I will take you down. As long as you don’t kill me I will take you down. Assuming you don’t slash my throat so I can not scream or cut off my hands so I can not write or break my legs so I can not run, I will…

She belongs in the Taj Mahal Kohl eyed beauty Her laugh is raw And baudy Like a longshoreman’s Always beating me to the punch Leaving me in the wake Breathless, But ALIVE.

For the first time, in a while, I actually enjoyed grocery shopping today. My last experience was both frustrating and frenetic. After that disappointing adventure I vowed, “NEVER AGAIN!” From then on, I completed the task of ordering groceries online each week, even though the process was time consuming and required much patience, flexibility and…

You’ll always have the deepest part of me. Who will? She will? He will? God will? But if you don’t know who you are If you don’t know what’s there, If you haven’t plumbed the depths, If you haven’t taken out the rocks That blocked the pain That shielded the shadows Then what exactly are…

Fire ravages through a forest, but soon new life begins The heat of fire can shape and bend Fire of desire can heat the heart…fire can warm and destroy. We all have a fire inside us, tempering, shaping, bending and scarring us, making us who we are.