No matter how long we've been recovering, no matter how solid our spiritual ground, we may still feel an overwhelming desire at times to punish, or get even, with another person. We want revenge. We want to see the other person hurt the way he or she has hurt us. We want to see life … Continue reading Revenge Not →

Where beauty meets breath And future’s at rest The body is tame Where once was a mess See clearly my path Of love and undress A future with true love to behold And rebirth that’s untold Mind is unspoken Yet you on my lips Gaze with pure joy Tasting the sweetness Senses so near Passion … Continue reading Sensing Forever →

Tossing turning Ever mulling See your face Your smile Your touch Touching telling Ever living Hear your voice Your love Your life Taming touring Everlasting Taste your skin Your lips Your you Mine forever Days unending Life unyielding Never failing Love forever

She pales in comparison And takes me by surprise Her notions bring me comfort Her soul would not deny my every consolation which never seems to lie Is passing sweet submission Beneath her sultry eyes A voice that echoes passion Without a fleeting breathe Her thoughts are yet invisible Her heart consoles a rest my … Continue reading Her →

Of want for nothing but your touch Of withered souls Of wearied rest Of wanted skin And blissful breast Oh the pangs of anger rest on me They test and tease and Tear apart Alarm my soul To tethered tongue And seem to beat a Blithered storm To death the storms which beat on With … Continue reading Night Time Loss →

Come follow me home Follow close Follow near Head towards love Heartbeat chimes Unlock door Undress mind Become blind To the world chanting rhymes Of lies, bewildered minds Be my chickadee for a time My sweet love Caress below and above Your love between mine Ourselves intertwined To have and to hold To live being … Continue reading Chickadee →

Song without rhyme A walk with no guide A tail with no wag Or a day without time Hair that’s not messed A blink without stare A mouth without lips Or a soul without rest For love that can’t compare For the soul that can’t contain Or complain Or explain Just return its own good … Continue reading Beautiful Rest →