You feel like home to me, Like a comfortable easy chair. A place where I can be myself, Where I can go to be free. You feel like home to...

Stark reality of breaths when breathed to say good-bye, to a granite symbol of your life. Peaceful gaze at last site, mourning darkness...

Just a sketch of the imagination, visualized on gray colorless days. Dreams thought not existing in creation, simply a pastel, not yet...

Something is gone on the grayest of days, a spark in the dark air, no longer there. Just the sweet memories of loving ways. when the...

The joy of you runs through my mind When you are not by my side. The well of you is drawn from for comfort To sustain me through hard...

The joy of you runs through my mind When you are not by my side. The well of you is drawn from for comfort To sustain me through hard...

As children of the 1960's growing up knowing not  of Game boy, x-box or i phones, they used their imaginations. to create magical...

As a child staring in to the black satin of the starlit night, dreams of future sunlit days, wandered in their mind. Would there be a...

It is not the darkness you fear, but what lies waiting in its walls. The unknown. . . You fear not the blackness, not its absence of...

Traveling to a new sunrise, I see the love in your eyes, nothing but erotic skies. A true soul of freedom, I have seen this so seldom, in...

The chilled night air burned my skin with a vengeance. As you walked away, I fought back the tears bravely, small frozen droplets on my...

The wind blows away my cries as the sun singes my suspicions, there is actually more than 9 to 5, more than taking a shower, reading the...

Children are our future, their legacy is our humanity. Caging their spirit is paramount to chaining our freedom. They must grow to new...

Tis the dawn that is upon us this day marking our true union in holy bliss. Your sheer beauty turns all else a pale gray, for this the...

There is no fragrance of sweet roses on the streets just the smell of despair and hope of survival. Either you live by your wits or die...

Cardinal sitting in judgement like some religious sect, perched in the barren trees of life. Gazing in our world's windows, passing a...

Balloons fill the room, pink and blue, each represented a different hope, each a different dream. The wallpaper of clouds and stars...

Holding your hand is one thing holding your heart is another. I will hold you so tightly. never let you go, even the most violent storm...

A deep seeded need to kiss your lips, to feel your sensual fingertips. As your truth burns my heart to the core. as dark as the...

To the stars we kiss upon the night, with such passionate caresses, Under the bright moonlight there is no need for second guesses. From...