You’re the glassI pour my whiskey intothe perfect weight.Heavy, broken in. Your neckrests comfortablyagainst my fingers. Your cold body,lost in my warmth,your lips become sticky,…
Poet & Storyteller
You’re the glassI pour my whiskey intothe perfect weight.Heavy, broken in. Your neckrests comfortablyagainst my fingers. Your cold body,lost in my warmth,your lips become sticky,…
Your voice forms the bricksof a well-built home. It holds in warmth on a hot day,stores heat on the cold ones.Your voice is a shelterone…
of water from a glasssip by sip,a glass full of time. Second by second,it trickles between salt and brine,traveling through memory. Although the most primalof…
The pen scrapes on the paper.I outline the way you make me feela single line, followed by another.Soon, they connect in a shaded silhouette. This…
There are many roads we face in this thing called life.Some take us to heights unparalleled.Some are lined with precious stones—pebbles that glimmer like the…
She struck me out of the blue, the way that most beautiful songs find you. It plays out of nowhere, normally when you’re out and…
I cling to youWhen the world scratchesAnd howls like a wolf.A place that’s well lit,Safe from harm.I find my way to youFollowing the echoOf the…
in a downpour of rain.the world fades away in a flashof white.the rain slants and drizzles,Beginning to fill the gaps of potholes.And crooked cracks left…
I’ve lived in your heart for a minute now.And though I love it here,the faucet leaks,the door doesn’t shut rightsometimes I have to hold a…
With so little time I could not decide.Shelf after shelf filled with book upon book.The likes I’ve dreamed of reading.Most bookstores have there signs posted.Opening…