Clouds form and fill the skyEverything turns gray.Still, there is no you.You don’t say sorry.You don’t say anything. I walk outside,Expecting to see youAt the…
Poet & Storyteller
I’ve hoped my face would appear in your dreams,telling you how much I love you, how much I’ve missed you. Remembering the words we’ve said,a…
Her moonthe everlasting creamin my coffee of stars. I stir,hoping she appearsin half-dark twinkles of night. My hands warmin the bistro of anticipation.She leans against…