I search for you in everyone I meet
And I see you in every figure and face
No force alive would dare to
Tear me from your gaze
As every atom in me slowly, slowly,
Finds its way to you
Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 3:42 PM UTC
I’ve viewed the faces of lonely owners
From the comfort of my keys
I’ve caught sweat and teardrops
In the late evening-
A glass of scotch on my soundboard
I’ve felt the caress of someone who loves a piano
In place of a woman
And with trembling hands,
You tell me what you used to tell her
With melancholy chords and irate crescendos
Your hands slowly retreat-
As hot tears fall once again
Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 3:19 PM UTC
Let the fears rush in, the thoughts, the dread-
Let them envelop me, swallow me whole
I always rise above
For I am stronger, body and soul
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 2:10 PM UTC
Sitting on the rocks listening to the ocean sigh
Clouds slowly move like brushstrokes-
Passing over the sun and across the sky
The sun's sweltering heat and the icy water
Reminds me I'm alive
Aug 15, 2016
Aug 15, 2016 at 2:54 PM UTC
Up on the East Coast, a fog cast in bluish gray
The waves tinted emerald on the foam-licked bay
I danced with him on the Long Island shore
Till I was dizzy and he was sore
And when beams of light ricocheted off water, we laughed
My hips swinging in time with radiant craft
Swaying to the sound, I've got nothing to lose
Our fingers entwined
I like how you move
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 12:22 AM UTC
The exposure of the world through
my eyes is weak:
Visions of gardens
Silk flowers and twisted vines, I'm afraid,
Are no longer symbols of beauty
I cannot tell sadness from joy
My future is a broken compass.
I am free, but I have nowhere to go
I am in love, but with nothing in particular.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 5:57 PM UTC
I know there will come a time where the only moisture will run out, and the ground will crack and crumble
And we will have to leave from this eternal drought- in this land many have called home
In two or two-hundred years- would we still have the one thing to nourish our bodies and repair the crusted soil?
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 11:45 PM UTC
A sentence, a noise, a glance
Admix and shake my stance
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 8:32 PM UTC