What Crosses My Mind

  • Key Responsibility

    It’s a morning gray skies outside sunlight is somewhere last night’s thought sifting into my world. A mixed bag of insolent treats. If I choose to open them I could follow a light wants to take me somewhere. Somewhere out of here. Though then I realize we, ourselves, are responsible for the keys.   ©…

  • A Fleeting Arousal

    It happens When we switch lanes on the highway Suddenly we are engaged In a tumbling arena of acrobatic challenge Moving amongst steel warriors Each with a venom of clashing speed Capable of mortal debility ~ We respond In our own lustful quiet To the vision that captures Our heart and soul Delicious lines Seductive…