Monday, December 30, 2013

The Eskimo Bought the Ice

Everything in this interesting saga called life happens for a reason, even when the reason escapes our comprehension in our finite wisdom - trust, or have "faith" rather that what dumbfounds you has a purpose. As to whether you will ever understand these occurrences, or better yet learn from them is an entirely different conversation. When all else fails, when there is no one left around you, there is always you. Everything revolves around you!

Monday, December 16, 2013

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Closet space

Sitting in the silence of black
claustrophobic with emotions
the years roll down my cheeks
lukewarm with sentiment
nostalgic for feelings,
that are slowly, withering away

Sun kissed

Sun kissed sand colored skin lay bare A tapestry of eroticism glowing with desire Seeping lascivious proclivities, whispering Taunting, teas...