dawn is lit by the candle in your heart;
a mango-yellow stains the sky, and i...

picture this –
you are bound to her...

To love you—is to resign to a fate of...
you macerate all things in life to the point of it...

we are scar-tissue; we’ve been wounded but
internalize the pain. i will let myself bleed for...

blackbirds sing the mourning birds in –
and i echo their songs of lament...

of the lands that you and I know –
we know intimately, that this land...

you.
you have a way about you...

sometimes, words aren’t enough: there's the...
ubiquitous, overlapping when it comes to you...

don't martyr yourself -
you’ll find her, and peace again...

i know you know how it feels to stir in the...
i used to pen you poems, a bakers dozen or so a...

sprawled across the bed, your bosom
rises and collapses, like your one deep...

excavated childhood memories, i handle
them with care, reminding myself to hold...