When I think about him and know he’s near It brings a light tickle to my ears I feel loved when I know he’s around Unconventional, yes, it’s very profound Listening to his scholarly tongue feeling wet by the...Read More
Mayday, Mayday. It’s me. Red striped telephone can in one hand and a picture of you in my dreams Laughing and playing in the kitchen while we cook the memories that never were taking over me Ground control to major tom. 5...Read More
I saw you, in the back of the room, keeping your distance from me. You know who you are. You know who I am. Sitting back there with clammy hands. Staring at me from behind. Coming up in your head with all kinds of ways to...Read More
Hello to the man whom makes my swiss cheese heart, swish with such anticipation of the waterfall of beauty that spills from his pallet. I rejoice in his aura which cloaks me wherever I roam. I walk a path of golden bricks with...Read More
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