Hushed and Intense

Although forbidden in the eyes of personal ties society spies and derives that this should not happen with us yet I dare to, I desire to, I intend to take the time with this pleasure, the gift for you is not to rush slowly and passionately we begin, continue, and look forward to the end... Continue Reading →


Mind of a Poet #30

The inside of my soul dies, to know what I said before as truth has come forward to be just that, and not a lie.  Not a fallacy that I dreamed up myself, not a instance of turmoil that I made up to make me feel better but exactly what I knew it to be... Continue Reading →

Mind of a Poet #29

And then she died, and my world crumbled around me. I don't remember the days ahead, time freezes and breaks apart in different ways. Different paths come together and different lengths, but the next thing I remember is a fiery blaze. Could have been the same night, the deaths of two places, my home and... Continue Reading →

Mind of a Poet #28

My job is to walk, to talk, to listen, to inspire, to redeem, to seek redemption, to become the word, to become the truth, to become that which is sought for the most, and throughout the time while I am working this job, I notice something.  I see beauty, grace, composure, serenity, that place that... Continue Reading →

Mind of a Poet #27

I could very possibly be wrong about this and be out of line, but I can’t help but want to look at you when you are around.  It is in my blood to observe, I guess, I have been raised all the time to look and dare not to touch.  I mean no disrespect, but... Continue Reading →

Mind of a Poet #26

I want to write you a great love song but lack the talent to produce it I want to sing the most beautiful melody to you but lack the ability to create it I want to show you how beautiful you are in my eyes but lack the way to show it I want to... Continue Reading →

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