So much time I now spend, watchin… Watching as others pass by, living… Living their lives. I watch not for the care of wantin… or even so mush as to learn from w…
Once sat upon a waveless ocean, time stood still for lack of motio… No one spoke for all could see the guardians of eternity. Then water slowly turned to glass
Soft moonlit eyes that paralyze. Unbridled passion on the rise. The room afire in fading light. Fragrant desire fills up the night… As worlds dissolve, so unaware.
Sat through another non-eventful f… while trying hard to feel somethin… Trying hard to find my way back to… I didn’t have to sit in this damn… For every day now seems a bit more…
An old porch swing made once for t… Cool night breeze calling out to y… Ten thousand memories rise above, the sunset waters of our love. Just like the day slips into the n…
Naive enough to believe that it’s… the world spins around the old red… God set it up, and so surely it’s… He’ll keep it forever, I’m sure h… to return some fine day and then n…
Standing here tonight. I’m tied to this, emotionless, looking at the sky. A million diamonds shine,
I charted once a course to gold, a place wherein I might take hold of everything I ever wished. Retire there; enjoy the bliss. But every time I thought that I
Haunted feelings carried by wings of night as shadows fly. Drip drop words from pages then feed the fire like oxygen. Muffled voices through the door.
Write me a poem she said from her… and tell the dark secrets that lie… Dig it all up from the deepest of… Tell in your poem what you’ve not… Write your way through all the lay…
What happens when you finally deci… to change what you’re doing and sw… Is it like when the fog clears awa… and you find where you stand? Or is it more like the unveiling o…
Sometimes love is easy, so natural… but often it isn’t that clear. Like fog in the morning makes trav… not knowing which way you should s… For what comes the day you must ma…
With childhood eyes reflecting. Clear mountain day remembering. Fresh cut hay reviving. Together we’d play, etching memories never to be forgotten.
Too many nights, too many times I’ve woke in sweat and had to find a way to push you out again, and pray once more that this will… That from my heart you’ll finally…
Oh, why so many dreams bestowed in young and tender years, fall into drifting dust decay then sadly disappear. Are dreams to blame for broken hea…
