Brick, upon another brick.
Brick, upon another brick.. Men, believe in his youth. Life is his to take. Young men believe life is now, just borrow and steal everything you can. Tomorrow may not come. He learn… Continue reading
Brick, upon another brick.. Men, believe in his youth. Life is his to take. Young men believe life is now, just borrow and steal everything you can. Tomorrow may not come. He learn… Continue reading
Can you catch a falling leaf?… The days of October are here and I did the greatest sin. I returned to a place of magic trying to find the scent of yesterday.… Continue reading
Stitches… I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight good bye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I… Continue reading
The midnight payment … 1- We kissed and we never told. We were midnight dancers, wanting everything and more. Did we find some kind of peace in the serene night? Or did we… Continue reading
Mini poetry- I am tire.. 1- I called you dear Kelly. I told her, I am falling apart and I don’t want to get up. Please talk to me, please make me believe… Continue reading
Some mini-poetry for the dance of love… 1- We danced in San Francisco near the pier and we drank every type beer we could in the house of brewery. I basked in the… Continue reading
Mirrored soul… The half-drunk poet told the beloved night. I saw the veil of heaven and I have tasted death breathe. I am the son of the forest, the water and the sky.… Continue reading
New Orleans… I found you in the Jazz club dancing alone in a silky dress, closed eyes and moving bare feet. I watched you danced to the lonely jazz, your hips, legs and… Continue reading
Amazing written and verbal poetry. Doll Poetry February 23rd, 2011 Just one more sipBut somehow the bottle’s already goneIt never stays full for longShe lays in her roomShe knows nothing’s okayShe knows she’s… Continue reading
The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading