“Champagne on our lips and desire on our minds and you can leave those painful memories behind and you can bring your hand to my heart as we kiss. There’s nothing else but us on nights like this.”

I strip. In low light. In the silence of my room. I strip like an act of confession. Unclothing my meticulous mind and teasing language from the vestry of my soul.

Experience has taught me to tell the difference between a man that wants to tame me, mute my voice and claim me, and a man that is bold enough to let me be free.

To all those I have loved and left, please know, it wasn’t you. For though I’d not wish you bereft, this heart seeks pastures new.

I can fade to darkness too. Through fear or want or need, its true. If only to escape the truth; that loneliness abides with you.

Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.

I wished for nothing more than the warm crushing of your hold. It would be strong enough to shield me from the world as I grew old.

Do I need you? No. But I want you. Like the fish seek warmer waters and the birds the brighter skies.

Stay with me on this long night, til the dawn turns crow skies bright. Bring your skin to join with mine, and make in me a transient shine.

Welcome to the heart of me, the purest, uncut parts of me. These inmost fragments that you see, from pain and passion came to be, in blemished, unclothed intimacy, existing here as poetry.

And again I’m in your arms. Searching your skin for some small comfort. Your touch, this time, is love’s purest tender. Your hold, for now, is a fortress I feel safe in. Maybe, once more, I can call your body home.

She can shake away the recent frost of misery and pain. As life takes in a vivid sense of meaning once again.

And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.

I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.

You’re a beautiful enigma and warmed in charming wit.

Rise and shine, rise and shine. Fractious hope in life divine. Rise and flicker, rise and fade. Til’ death’s clasp I can’t evade.

You demanded silence and I became sonorous.

So long as the memory of certain beloved friends lives in my heart, I shall say that life is good.

It takes your enemy and your friend, working together, to hurt you to the heart: the one to slander you and the other to get the news to you.

My heart is, and always will be, yours.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Go out into the world today and love the people you meet. Let your presence light new light in the hearts of people.

Maybe you are not the priority of your’s priorities

A dream is a wish your heart makes, when you’re fast asleep.

The wrongs done to trees, wrongs of every sort, are done in the darkness of ignorance and unbelief, for when the light comes, the heart of the people is always right.