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Category: Poetry

One Morning

it is 5 a.m. the dark room is still the air is sweet with you

Dance

...the shadow of my youth, in a form that never was, dances on the walls of this poorly lit shell i occupy so briefly...

(Im)Purity

"Oh Lord, help me to be pure, but not yet." - Saint Augustine No, not yet, not today Today I want to take you in my arms and plant kisses of fire on your neck

So many walls

Every time I think I’ve smashed them all I find another fortress

Loved

One Soul Shared across the endless miles of unknown

Find Me

Find me! Find me where you left me Where you found me before On the side of a trail Near a lake Under the stars In a field On a […]

Winter

  I was not dead then I gathered life Like wheat at harvest I shed the seeds That flourished and bloomed I breathed the sweet air we all share Bathed in the […]

Released

  Too long ago A lifetime Millennia it seems I sheltered my heart And bound my flesh In hopeful anticipation I wore the numb pain Of isolation Like a badge […]

Dreams – 10/26/2016

So long So long ago now So long ago I hardly remember I stood in the tall grass For the first time With disbelief That the world was so large […]

Even when I’m not

If I was there With you now I would take you in my arms Hold you close Until the darkness gave way To the light of life renewed I would carry your […]

Selene

  Each tear A beat of my heart Each smile A blessing Each word A prayer Each breath Shared You are my soul I am your Life We are One […]