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'For Lotus Eaters'

I sip lightly upon your breath as your near my lips which quiver in anticipation yet I do not want to partake in the wine of your soul as it i..

Through mirrored glass I see the past while looking for the future what happens now is a matter of letting go of old wounds, scars so that the ..

In honor of you I pen these words on the bedsheets and walls- mementos of thoughts passing sporadically, miraculously, maniacally through my ..

for debileah, blessings to you...

In the morning breeze I dream of you returned to your love True yet is has not come about that you have returned as I remain the forsaken one ho..

Baseball bats of aluminum and leather gloves the catcher's face mask protects my son as he plays his favorite place on the team at home base. ..

We awake on tender day late in May to find the frost has bitten the crops lies still upon the ground deep Mother Nature's will taking vengence ..

Tides united with the full moon the ocean cries a mournful tune where your life was taken to a watery grave a fortnight ago at this place along t..

Your nose Your eyes Your knees Your sweet old etcetera of cummings spoke in a sweet joke of something far reaching still let it be thy will t..