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DARLING SONNET I wait for time still, my heart on a string, Blink of eye or eternity well spent, 'Tis not a nightingale that I hear sing, But r..

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PEN'S LAMENT Words from my heart will come through my fingers, and bleed ink onto the pen striking the paper. I will murder the alphabe..

CHASING SHADOWS The sun glances morning trough the window drapes, casting shadow puppets on your flesh. My fingers tip-toe on your sil..

IN THE WHISPER OF YOUR KISS Your fingers tango with my face, elegant and sweet, like a muse playing the harp in heavenly winds. You trace t..

DO YOU REMEMBER ME Shh…listen… Do you hear me in the whispers of the wind - Where my dreams of you sleep tucked away in ..

BORN IN YOUR BREATH I see you. Delicate curves of your wanton smile part to reveal the insatiable dance of your tongue. I pull you cl..

She's a man eater ...

I recently looked at some art prints and the art in the display picture caught my attention. The poem is based on it.

HEAVENLY SIGH I love watching you sleep. Your eyes silent as the stars that kiss the night, parading their dreams as you lay on my chest -..