Where do you go with a broken hand & no one to sing to? When the body is broken the mind wants to soar. Echoes keeping us from rests no Salvation Crushed body from a purer mind. Asking for some

It wasn’t just the fire, That rose from our individual dormancy, to greet each other, Re meet each other, & feed our animals as they Came out for play. It wasn’t just the fire, The kiss or the shield.

Mess of muscles melting away under my hands & embracing handfuls of soul. Boundless bodies dissolve to touch each layer of each other with the same layer within ourselves. Heart beats fold onto each

Tender epiphanies, embraces across time, Loose lips subliminate the heart's concentrate, Arpeggio up until it's back to yours & mine. Whim of the Gods & human error. Fates a delusion, to justify

If you want to rest your tired soul beside me I have space for you. I'll leave entries to it everywhere , even in the dark. She slept with Orion's light bleeding from her cheeks.

Everything the light touches, touches each other. You're floating in the healium. Heal-ium. Connected. Everything is connected & free.

I know you, you're you. You're me. We are all so, so Very tough. Hey, you, I know you, me it's not that you "fight" everything you love, you, "CHALLENGE" it, because it's important.

Talk dirty? Fuck! I write dirty.

I need another head To keep my heart fed Of all the day dreams & tender night screams I need to be having of You.

The only poems I've written in my life really are about people getting abused or falling in love & about to get some abuse what else is there

This old friend, again I'd promise I'd be less of a mess when I saw you, next.

Everyone I know is dead, Anyone else I only talk to in my head. I'm a walking shadow that has no more footprints to leave. I think I'll wander, change? No, I can't believe. Think I'll lie by the waters

Some days I’m Ghandi, some days I’m Angela Davis & some days I don’t give a fuck.

I don't like to write sad things but there are so many sad stories in my head. I think of them as sad because they make people sad, but, I don't really feel anything about them. I don't really feel a fucking