El Pianista
Expressive Your hands showed me What I couldn’t see From the...
Tag Archives: bliss
Kisses
Kisses at the door kisses Talking kisses tender kisses Listening, walking...
Less is More
The less we attach The more we allow
This poem is not about bacon
You wrapped your lips around My kiss And dove in Head...
I used to think I was clinically depressed
turns out there was just a bunch of chit to be...
Heaven is a place on earth
Pretty sure I died. Went to heaven. And now I’m back....
Who are you and what do you want?
I am a great, old tree Offering the comfort of my...
Coffee or Tea(se)
My tongue is fine Really But I boast Perhaps the best...
Anathema/stecto-My
We crossed the barbed wire Fence that separates us From the...
You are not who you aspire to be.
