Love Sonnet LXVIII   If I wrote you a poem, would you hear me? Would you read me, swallow my metaphors, kiss my similes into oblivion? I only   have words to offer, words filled with allegories, stories of how the moon holds my haiku, hoping to be next...

sinking deeper into despairmy heart coveth what it cannotit is with dread this admittancethe heart can be so ficklewhen it has set its sights on onea soul so very intelligent yet coldthe very idea of me fills him with...

Piano Cello Interludes   I am listening to music, piano with cello interludes, thinking about you. I hear the passionate sadness mourning from the cello as the piano weaves hollowness and melancholy from black and white minor keys. I feel the disconnect between the requiem’s movements and the reality of an alive,...

in your unhinged state you miss somethingto caress a notion and really feelthe darkness greets do you yet know your Mistress?strung along on vowel and vowgripping tongue of mirthyou stir and then departgrazing the lustthen never fulfillingcovetous need face...

for those that came before, I weepthe ones that altered my soulthose I loved and hatedyou changed menostalgia grips me and I crymisty tears for you poetswho taught me to writeand gifted me with a thicker skinyou set me...