What Crosses My Mind

  • Wanting the fog to lift

    His body had grown tired, waking to a daily chore wanting only to be admired, not this brooding bore. ~ He would bed himself at night soak the linens in tear wondering if ever she might understand his only fear. ~ Upon waking in the morning, the sunlight at his gaze wouldn’t be long a…

  • I Have These Dreams

    That I am suddenly in a different place, this world of ours so fluid with change I find I am constantly losing my own face when everywhere motives we rearrange. ~ I’m sitting in my own privacy tonight suddenly I have some flash of memory I’ve been there before, I remember I might have known…

  • Cry Only For Me

                  ~ Cool morning frost play upon car windows knowing what lies ahead, wanting something else that might suit her mood. Always a glance yet sometimes only the damp wind that blows across naked skin; trudges unwilling toward another circumstance. When chance sweet spiritual grace in peace drawn love embrace…

  • Streams In the Cities

    We walk talk a lot one time our world’s collided like a fork in the river suddenly our mood changed the current came to life playing the rocks like a treacherous waterfall we were falling too trying to grasp the moment catch an inlet and pool up our thoughts. Silent interactions the day became sad…