Voices from the past
There are sounds beneath me Beyond my reach Outside of where I want to be...
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...
My midnight muse
You dance within the light of my dreams
Captured
Arms out touching phantom limbs and ephemeral vine. Closed eyes focused on aery chimera that plays like faded film, enshrouding me in palpable memory like a mist. August oaks and […]
Morning Glory
Drift sweetly in your morning haze lit with candles from yesterdays and colored with candied memories of tomorrows yet to spend Dance in the streets with everyone you meet there dressed […]
All is well
Frustration has gotten the best of me I rest my head On this little couch In my little home Close my eyes Blurred with tears Weary from failures Too many […]
This morning
I lay in bed this morning and tried to imagine you there. Would you be facing me? Would I feel your breath on me? Do you lay on your […]
In this field of dreams
Though I walk alone in this golden field I feel you occupy the spaces I have created for you in my heart. I reach out to you with my […]
on the shore of dreams (2010)
on the shore of dreams SATURDAY, 27. FEBRUARY 2010, 17:57:36 morning the color of mist breaks through my window and casts a single shadow alone through the night I […]
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