at horizon’s last dance i clench the sun with unfettered wings in waning stance no great rush to touch the void too much ado adjoining burns with such a choice subject to learn each yearn shall find its voice in turn in ethereal parade cluttering the sky the dreams and fears of pilgrimages forlorn collideContinue reading “fuse”
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the narrows
let us linger let us crawl in the crush of the waves betwixt bare channels of aching oaks and mountain veins my rain, my rain where my woodsmoke and spirit meditate in the narrows of you
aeon
to wake and findthe ocean in exhale in the aeon of you stroking me bare, in this our incandescent lair the sweetest, my sweetest loveaffair
buttons undone
the scent of her call to the moon she is enthralled
letters
take me to those once upon a times where wisteria strolls and hand written love was the way I captured this image while driving through the small town of Rocky Mount, Virginia. This quaint little town instantly drew me in with its simplistic fare and images like this truly commemorate the nostalgia of its streetsContinue reading “letters”
mist
as the mist of midnight’s steps cradles the morning caress, i awaken too, with a lust for you I captured this image in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains in Fairy Stone State Park. I giggled at first sight of the morning’s mist in its stream along the lake at the irony of theContinue reading “mist”
a letter from eros
love is unconditionally true, as newborn eyes looking back at you love is quiet, on a rainy day when holding hands seems to braid colors into the gray love is patient, when voice is lost strength in understanding at every cost love is a fighter when battles concede finding equal footing, a tug of warContinue reading “a letter from eros”
wild: a haiku
in the wild of me special thoughts rain blissfully forest grows louder I captured this image while in one of the bayou’s outside of New Orleans in Louisiana. I love the look (and feel) of Spanish moss and how it seemingly rains throughout the branches of trees. A moment after I captured this image, IContinue reading “wild: a haiku”
lean: a haiku
lazy eyes find rise forests of dandelions in a lean to you
queen of the shades
minnows wading beneath the dance of the trees lending a choir to the air as earthen creatures stir but to catch a glimpse of she their maiden of the shade, their spring breathing persephone a narcissus sips from a nymph filled river bed unable to resist the breath of its perfume, she bows as itsContinue reading “queen of the shades”