when I brush my teethor sit down to pee
Mom and daughter on the couch, in robes and towels, watching TVeating dinner,
i sat and watched youyesterday, do somethingthat you couldn’t dothis time last…
His hands held a baby once, twice, trice.And labored hard to provideThe splendors of…
I am sorryIf you got hurt,But.You are all too sensitive.You should learn how to read me.
How does love growbetween two heartsthat become intertwinedentangled by faithand hope for a future,vows of confidence…
Blue seas have their own language.The undulation of dark through lightwhispers and…
Can I reveal myself to you?The hidden eddies of my heartAll I keep invisible, my true art…
My pain is my weapon.
The moon shines bright on a cloudless night and the evening comes to call.
Your hands on me down the tracks foredoomed Destination unknown Dark mindsbright lights…
The day before my grandfather died
The moment we’re alonewith or without musicwe hold on to one anotherand sway. It…
Lasting loveWhat do you doWhen love hasWanedLike the moonIt’s shineDullCloudy…
I love you.I see your beauty. My heart is open.Always open..And I will take that pain that comes from being open.Always.
Hello my cyber love,Can you hear me? Are you there?Or am I speaking to myself again,Sending smoke signals into hazy air?
There’s something magical about 4-year-olds.
Hope creates a hunger, and a vacuum space for pain.
We left our city far behind.I love these moments of freedomWhen my hand is in yours…
Surely, I am lostNothing but space, deep and dark Shining on silence.
I want to be with youAnd spend some time I want to hear your thoughtsAnd for you…