The world is made up of dreamers and writers, poets and painters, quills and paintbrushes, paper and canvases. We are the shapeshifters, the pave masters, the strings of the Harp or bow for the arrow. We are the manifestations of gods and kings, culture and religion, living and dying. Without creators, time would not have … Continue reading the Dreamers & the Dream makers
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
The night gently comes with the breath of a sleeping giant, darkening the light while lovers find their way into each other’s arms. Whispers are heard on the breeze passing through, like children playing hide and seek among'st shadowy trees, and while the Earth nestles to find comfort on her side the veil of Erebus … Continue reading the Tears of Demeter
My bitter-sweet love, how beautiful you are… You pushed me, to the breaches beyond my capacity to love, and broke me. Yes Darling! It broke me, into shades of black and blue, pieces of my life missing. Whole chunks of time and space, where memories should have filled, now lay empty. I cannot retrace; It … Continue reading The Pied Piper
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
I think about Tiger Lilies all the time. When I do… my heart and mind unify and know no boundaries. While the one notions the other, the other must reply. Tiger Lilies venerated, pulsating through my veins; Breathing life into one another, absorbing the valleys of your face. They know the swell of your cheeks … Continue reading Tiger Lilies
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