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  • Our Time

    Our Time

    When time was limited we rushed and hurried forgetting all our little sayings. When we were in such a rush we let the hours pass, however, we need to hurry up feel and then say all those things, say what loving meant to us. The anger and hurt were there, just the same too, when…

  • Triumphant Day

    Triumphant Day

    This day for lovers all the parts are perfectly scripted the players stand at the ready, tonight will be a performance. A soft almost delicate bracelet glistening with newness it’s hard to imagine love could dull or vanish. Yet today, one anticipates if the words will ever come? Pulling the petals from flowers am I…

  • Filter Attention

    Filter Attention

    Praying on broken knees to palms, for this, my daily offering to a filtered girl who asks I gather my attention and give up my words so she can read the words about herself. She states or asks, if I understand she wants me writing poetry for the span of my lifetime a good 80…

  • The Flower Terrace

    The Flower Terrace

    With a set of written instructions, oh please don’t forget, a plea to take care of the beauties there on the flower terrace. There was an exact schedule to keep. Pampered and perfectly guarded she sits so perfectly still, from the start until this moment each day and night equally fell. The pain that she…

  • Love Injected

    Love Injected

    Tell Me again how many times you’d spread yourself, like some blessed thin layer offering yourself to others? In the curve of the left arm she held the needle still eyes were locked into eyes, “Hurry love!” In an instant the fire was lit so alive now  burning white hot. One must admit to have…