rain

It’s awfully scary to be locked up in some dark skin, feel the twirling of your insides — in and out this nervous energy is moving me — finding a way out is so easy so easy to do I’ve heard it before but I still feel it trickling, tinkling, tinkering with my mind andContinue reading “Rain”

Riverside Park

Some days, my eyes drift down like leaves falling to the ground they do not fight the wind they say, “Thank you,” and move on. Others, they cry– and don’t even know why– it doesn’t feel like rain it just feels like a mess I have made. Listen as I run. Footsteps left behindContinue reading “Riverside Park”

Haiku 4

Sit in April rain; now watch as it turns to snow; laugh that this is spring. April 9, 2016

One for Love

A gentle tap. A slight placement of a hand, carefully, on my back. Eyelids perched on radiant, story-layered skin. The sound of your kiss like the rain; the taste of your breath, a summer wind. Your gaze tells me you have everything, right here. I trace your lips to remind you I am only extra.Continue reading “One for Love”