Long ago, I wrote psalms of grief. Lamentations of a yearning, unfulfilled. Until you. Beneath…
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In the dark, or stark light, your body moves me. A naked form elegant in…
Leave a CommentGilded lights refracting neon by waters edge. Filled, not with awe but excess. No cause…
Leave a CommentShe spoke to me, on and off. Small messages, at first. So young, flirtatious. Our…
Leave a CommentAgeing, is counted not by years, but the anguish endured as we bear witness to…
Leave a CommentOh how we weep for old lives. Old lovers with our memories, imperfect. Nothing, save…
Leave a CommentWhen we find, a solace fleeting. Bodies and minds entwined, connection in hearts bound. We…
Leave a CommentAcross oceans to distant lands unfamiliar. A blessed refrain from all within. Yet, peace eludes…
Leave a CommentI fight. This, conflict. A skirmish of the mind endless. Total war. Yet, when I…
Leave a CommentAll roads divide twisting, coiling across the landscape of time. We walk, unfamiliar paths, led…
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