Immortality

I believe that the angels of heavenshall in pure light descend, at my endHow can I not? I have seen themtake one of my own, before.I believe my faith has strength enoughto move stubborn mountains,beyond bounds, beliefs and circumstances-it brought me to you, did it not?I refuse to believe that the afterlife isnot composed of…

CONSUMED

If I could write as deeply as I love,wine would rain down from the skiesand we'd dance underneathverses would flow from our veins and symphony reside in the tap of our feetbreathing fire would make anewtowns and cities fall on their knees,leaving the earth more fertilethan heaven,in its gloriously destructive wake And so,I search wildly…

Helpless

Dear Papa, I seehow your face clouds with worry...Makes me question God

ALL MY WORDS…

I kissed each letter before blowing them to you, in words this dancing heart inscribed, as the soul lit up in love's blushed hues, the yen for its mate swelling like the moon's tide. Orbs of words whirled around in pink promenade, quick stepping to amorous sentences, as sweet rhymes formed into a tender serenade…

Cusp of a Kiss

Never again will the same sandy shore be treaded upon oblivious to the crowds of sunbathers and poets. Never again shall the salty sea breeze blow past this northern terrain or mistletoes be gathered prematurely by the suspecting Cupid! It's run its course - whate'er it was - a blue moon, a passing storm... We'll…