I would rather
Hunt you down
And excavate
known treasure
Than spend a lifetime
Chasing the rumor
Of satin and gold

How sensuous and seductive is the unique confidence of a woman. The way she nurtures her appearance as well as her career, education, and every living thing around her. Her dedicated intellect that balances a drive towards production as well as love and affection. It is in a woman’s heart that grace is found, boundless supplies for those who have wronged her, but also those who she will teach about the love she found in herself. She is a beacon to a society lost in the fray.

His calming word:
“Stay”
Her Anxious fear:
“Go”
Walking a tightrope
Between fear
Of abandonment
And the present promise
Of safety

Fame
Is a fickle fire
That fumes
At the sheerest whisper
Of applause
And flutters,
Snuffs out
At the mere suspicion
Of fault

Poetry
Is music—
Add some rhythm
Blues
And discord
To hear it sing

What can I give you
That you have not already
Taken,
What can I say
That I have not
Uttered now?
Time will tell
If you change
Or stay rooted
To your chains

Worry
Pounds like rain;
I force myself
To remember
That stormclouds
Are thick with rage
Just before they break
And calm returns to the earth
As the storm recedes,
As it will in me

Citrus sweet
And onion sharp,
Scents collected
In a cafe’s heart.
I wait alone
Looking for comfort
And sense camaraderie
At the cafe’s counter.
I say hello
And grab a treat
Realizing
How tender it is
To offer something to eat
When a heart is lonely
And emotions sore,
Looking for love
In food,
Whimsical
As a musician’s score

Joy
Wittles away
When a candle
Of passion
Is snuffed out—
But oh
How the spark
That lit it
Did shine
Bright

Being in love
With someone—
Fragile
As glass;
Being in love
With yourself—
Strong
As stone

What a
Magnificent
Mistake
It would be
To speak to yourself
So cruelly,
Lying to yourself,
Saying:
You are only worth
As much
As your productivity

That scent—
The one of pine
And tin,
A musk of woods
In twilight,
Is yours,
And yours alone.
Come closer,
Envelop me
In your essence.

Snowfall
Whispers
In mountains high,
Promise renewing
In a healing sky.
How often we seek
Solace
In Forest deep;
We feel akin
To a world
That cannot help
But weep

The warmth
Filling me
When you stand close,
Could ignite a thousand suns;
Delivers daydreams
Into daylight.

How can one
Be so bright
That sunlight
Dims;

Solar revolution
around love
At first sight

To hold pages
In your hands
Is a world
Awakening

The bubbling brook
On the river's edge,
The fierce knight
Nearing the stone ledge

Mysticism
in the ink,
Lyricism
in the structure.

There is peace
In this,
Reading
Until life
is Colored,
Blurred,
and whole
Again

We entwine
Our bodies
But our souls
Are Worlds
Apart

Crevices Aching for Connection
Touched by
Wandering Hands,
Unknown
to foreign
Hearts

I will not allow you
To come in and out of me
At a whim.
I am a monument
To be revered,
Not a day trip
To a luxurious destination
You cannot afford

Ladies,
Never settle.
Anyone
Who does not understand
The simplicity
Of your character,
Does not deserve
The complexity
Of your beauty.

It is a terror
To accept a love
So effortless
I fall
And the weight of this dream
Collapses into me,
Encompassing my passion
With possibilities
Never once discovered
Before

The sun wilts through
The windowpane
And I warm under its wings.
What graceful days are these
To chime away hours in solitude,
To wait for resolution
To a question asked again
And answered only in song,
Patience,
And absolution

A kiss
Can lead
To
Broken
Promises
But the thrill
Is worth
The fall

Your burden
Is not too much to bear.
Give your heavy,
Show your dark,
And I will etch a patch
To the light

You pour
Your heart
Out to me;
I pull
The courage
Out of you.
What a delicate
Vibrant
Vulnerable exchange

My comfort
In this office
With my notebook
And degrees
Are secondary
To the known
Truth
That you deserve
To believe
In the beauty
Of life
And the necessity
Of your mark
For the book we write
As one

I seek
And wonder
At the withheld
And intricate
Fabric of things,
The joyous tundra
That fills my soul
With ice
And promise of spring.
Where is joy
When dark seems absolute
And the chasm threatens
To swallow whole
The entirety of me?
Come close enough
To feel the aura bloom
And the vibes
Of triumph
Yearning to break
From the temptation
Of destruction
I so often find

Your burden
Is not too much to bear.
Give your heavy,
Show your dark,
And I’ll etch a path
To the light

No sacred book,
Or talisman,
No prayer,
Or synagogue
Or mosque,
Can ever change this truth,
Ancient and antiquated:
When two are in love,
No matter the gender,
Culture,
Or identity,
The earth moves in wonder;
The mountains bow down in awe.

I tell you
That secrets weep
And poison creeps
From kept deceit
And yet
We hide
And scheme
And pry
And fight to shield
Ourselves
From each other’s
Eye

You are a crystalline castle filled with an oceanic virtue that rises and falls as I breathe in deep. The sight of you still stuns me into a silence that rings in marble halls hemmed with ornate stained glass. I will never be wise enough to know the great chasms you have fallen into in your grief, but I promise to be there to lift you up. The silhouette of your body cradles me as I sleep, a comfort so fully realized that I've known it only in my deepest dreams. I love you completely, knowing your heavy and seeing your dark. None other ignites a spirit inside me that soars above the highest sight. You are a masterpiece among what some may call wreckage, I know is the most precious gold.

Her eyes,
Her confidence
Hold truth ethereal,
It matters not
What she was
Only what
She is brave enough
To transform into
And thrive as,
A woman
Stronger than scorn
And happier
Because she is
Finally
Herself

Tell me of your history,
Let me see your past.
Enlighten me
And ignite me;
There is no hidden fault
That will sway my love.
For all you are,
All I adore,
Is here in front of me.
Your journey
Was simply a path
To your perfection.

I am
Tired
And it has nothing
To do with
Sleep
And everything
To do with
heart

What is beauty
But a mask
That holds faux joy
We trick ourselves
Into believing
We possess;
What we lack
Is not beauty
But connection

I am done
With captivity.
I am here to set you free.
No ammunition,
No inhibition
Just two hands,
A heart,
And steady legs
Weathered by the sea

Resurface
Reverb,
Renewal,
Revive—
Speak into Mother Earth
And our existence will thrive

Expanses of sky
Open up to
Opportunity—
Where will the wind
Take me?
Can I sail on the current
Of air and smoke
To a place where I
Can start anew?
Can I wander on the ether
To a world that is understanding
Of the hustle and bustle
And ever happening of life,
And a place that will bring me
Empathy
In a world that is filled with
Void?
I daydream
On the airplane,
30,000 feet
Above the reality
Of a world where I am known
As a number
Rather than a name

On the last day of love
I filled my bath
With warm waves,
Sprinkled rose petals
And salt,
And soaked my lonely heart
Until it blistered,
Softened,
Lamenting
A song
Of resilience