As I write this last letter, the sun dies in my...
my vowels and consonants carry my shame and cross...
I will step down from your
heart, only to give you a...
Your words have crawled slowly into my thought
and I will listen to what they say...
Some people think that love just simply is,
always has been, and will forever remain...
2014-03-13 03:09 AM
When I die...
Dust particles rain like confetti
onto the covers of neglected books...
I already know who you
are, but if you still question...
7-31-2013
I asked myself today...
Be, be my side - just
strum my fingertips...
I wrote a poem, and it was a long poem
about hummingbirds and lilypads...
When you open up a heart that barely trusts,
When you spill your soul to someone else...
Have you wondered
what a broken memory...