There is dark And there is pitch It’s funny how dark  can feel comforting And pitch is where the nightmares make a home   I see your silhouette in the dark Envisioning warmth from lips Sounds that roll like sweet butter toffee off the tongue And I...

W E N S   west of east is north, where air and water meet and ice flows south, melting. elephants are learning to swim.   east of west  is south, where fire and earth meet and wolves, chasing their tails, must shed their skin.   north of south is west where air blackens in dense...

Love Sonnet LXXVIII   Color defines our world, bold, defiant colors that tells the story of our lives. We are loud in our brilliance,   alive in our textures, and warm in the way we move to the music found as color is bent as it   travels across Time. There was...