Your geographical face lit up by Moon’s light unveiling “Cupid” to my “Psyche” Her light graced your sleeping beauty, enhancing more of you than my day to day kept me from seeing; there’s peace in the way your breathing moves your body. My eyes have traced your soft skin, that throughout the years your woes … Continue reading My Old Record Player

Every night I forsake my heart, but by sunrise it overflows again. Lyrics of you infiltrate while I sleep, nestling fine-tuned notes on a spreadsheet to be sung by the light of Dawn. I lay awake overwhelmed by the notion that you have crossed my lifeline. The aching desires offers no respite. They continue to … Continue reading long Languished Days

Time has no qualms; She holds no hostages, nor concerns herself with the enemy. She does not consort or negotiate, nor does she leap boundaries to chase mourning’s. She is not indecisive, neither steady. She won’t spend moments pacing relentlessly, nor answer patience knocking. Long languished evenings are not where she moods herself. Where mortals … Continue reading Time has no Qualms