dark and deep he lays asleep dormant and weak I haven’t noticed him speak. invincible sublime a fiery river of emotion extending bridging g...

Journal Entry # 45 January 23, 2010 11:45 PM Staring blankly at the ceiling, I was brought to some place familiar. We were seated face to fa...

You made a poet out of me Scribbled notes about you I see I made sure that each line rhymes To follow the beat of this heart of mine I woul...

Can you read my thoughts? I don’t know I’m afraid Afraid that I might fail To meet you somewhere I don’t know My mind can’t conceive I’m try...

they come they tease they promise they please such a joy to the heart that bleeds a tempting meal to the one in need ’til I gave in ...