Love Sonnet XLVIII
Yaara, I must ask, what are your intentions,
your promises? Will you give my heart
peace, or will you bring me rain? Will
you find me in these shadows, in the dark
places where I roam? It is here I am crying,
here where I listen for your footsteps, for
your soft words spoken in metaphor.
Will you quiet these tremors in my soul,
or be the tsunami that crashes, carrying
me out to sea? I must ask, how did this
happen, this meeting, this listening to
the rhythm of hearts beating like Karma,
waiting only for you to hear me crying,
to heal this lonely soul. Are you listening?
redzone 8.21.2025








Neruda would’ve invited you over for a beer on the veranda, and talk words with you. What an afternoon that woulda been, huh. You’d fit right in.
You do know that I get lost in your sonnets, don’t you?
You have such a grasp on the simplicity and the complexity of love.
And, you’re a poet!
Lucky us.