Category Archives: love poems

Interrupted life. Having you, protects me from my own web. Return to me, as you thaw, Weathering away to smooth edges. We are at the center, of this expansive disk, Glimmering prism, And the line we follow is just a … Continue reading →

I may chase my losses around with a magnifying lens Trying to figure out what went wrong. I wonder what went right, I’m sure it was nothing that I had anything to do with. I thank god for the tenacity … Continue reading →

Discordant leaf chatter argues over the path, dispersed by a nettled wind This is the Fall of my life. Every breath shivered and twirled on the air, Fogging a glass piece Through which I stare. At lions at play in … Continue reading →

How many times have I looked up in the sky To feel a tear roll back I never saw you, but I knew you were thereObscured by the fog of a bad day,Engulfed by the sunA sailors moonHearing nothing, never … Continue reading →

Promise to be safe and ponder with you heart Breathe deeply and fill your eyes Be clarity in the sands Venture with your mind into the white caps. An old remembrance of a boat, adorned with palm fronds and dusted … Continue reading →

Alone, I create the perfect pose, I’ll sew a bounty of unheard prose. So proud of my cups, so magnificent Ornate, but filled with discontent. We look for toads and kettle bearers and the quenching kiss of wayfarers, Who catch … Continue reading →

She mounted the breeze That shook the trees Bringing our love to its knees. “I’m not jaded, Please look at me, Look deeply and say goodbye,” She rustles the rust from the waving limbs, “…Here’s your beloved azurite sky.” It’s raining … Continue reading →

You enter me through mysteries That come to rest inside my heart Like obsidian shadows from another soul You brush gently along within me, Softening luminescence – an intuition of who we are – not told You breath, Leaving a … Continue reading →

the color and bloom of a breath when you speak, I curl around every petal to see you as a daffodil would only be to settle no, I think thou ar’t a rose In a garden rooted in love drawn … Continue reading →