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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union
take my hand follow the narcissus plea to run wild in unkept forests to stilled breath in gardens beneath the trees take my hand in the union of water and earth where lyrics that burn within speak to giants, and wander into your dreams
colors
deep in my earth your words survive there beneath the ageless, the night, the moon’s silken eyes deep in my earth your words quietly stroke a palace of blues, of grays, of an artist reborn as a lover awoke
bond: a haiku
obscure is the wolf knowledge bonds with the morrow in autumn’s echo
borrow: a haiku
the waltz of your lips where time is a borrowed thing slender are the strings
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
refuge : a haiku
highlights in refuge as autumn drapes her fancy in succulent hues
buttons undone
the scent of her call to the moon she is enthralled
honeydew
last bites of summer in a honeydew bed as drips of venus and autumn leaves wed It is the power of our senses that offer such inspiration to the creative within us and my taste buds often rise to treat me with such. Honeydew, to me, tastes and feels like summer. I’m easily transported onContinue reading “honeydew”
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”