You meet me halfway,bending your wrist, fluent in gravity.I taste what you pour and smile.I don’t know what empty tastes like neither do you,by the way…
Poet & Storyteller
You meet me halfway,bending your wrist, fluent in gravity.I taste what you pour and smile.I don’t know what empty tastes like neither do you,by the way…
Light doesn’t knock.Doesn’t announce itself.It just appears,like an old friendsomeone who used to live herebut has moved on.At least for a day. It stretches across…
When he sees you,he doesn’t welcome youwith open armslike a cathedralin search of hope. When you dream,he doesn’t askhow the color red tasted,or how you’ve…
When you walked away,I thought it would be for a minute. But when I thought about it,I did not fully comprehendwhat a minute wasnot to…
The thought of you falls like rain,enveloped in an urgent necessity.If at all possible, let this rain fall for an eternityslow presses of each drop…
I don’t know if you ever listened to the sky when it gets hungry. It growls.It rumbles.Even roams. It sits in the dark,contemplating what it…
I came to visit you and rememberedwhy I loved to see you smile.Not all good things have to end.I often don’t think about the rest,just…
You’ve stamped your footprintacross the booklet of my heart,and I anticipate when the time comesto renew. There she goes—my favorite place to go,vacation or not,downtown…
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…