 |
I always wake to find you there: a wisp of memory, soft as a palm pressed to my cheek. Your eyes: two celestial reflections, polished in glistening mo..
|
 |
Of sparkled jewelsin parking lotsand hired foolsas cosmonauts.Olympianswho don't practice,umbrellas heldby dry cactus.Never usingthat perfect excuse,a..
|
 |
Bent beneath this heavy heart
while tempted ghosts do knock about,
these shadows long since chased from sight
return now, chained in Marley's pligh..
|
 |
Worry has worn me smooth,
like a drowned river stone,
begging to be lifted--
still at the mercy of the current,
yet going nowhere.
|
 |
I have lived a thousand livesand felt each death as sharp as knives,circled the globe 'round and 'round,wept oceans into which I've drownedbeen haunte..
|
 |
Pockmarked streets,
slick with rain,
collide against the
ridges of our feet
Traversing boulevards
of forgotten times,
our thoughts emptied
o..
|
 |
Scattered promises,
shattered dreams,
rips and tears
of hopeless things
Fluid fire,
hardened ice,
this heart of stone
a heavy price
Shifti..
|
 |
While I wait for you, my love,
I will shape a lofty pyre
And hold my match - set to strike
For what is passion if not fire?
I yearn for what I f..
|
 |
Two soft lips
to brush your own,
a beating heart
to make you mine,
you shapeless wraith,
you haunted thing,
a shifting shadow
untouched by sun
..
|
 |
Your face,
etched in the
vales of my
memory
Your smile,
echoed in the
music of my
soul
Your eyes,
locked in the
recess of my
heart
..
|
|
|
first
prev
Profile
Writing
Friends
Share This