you would love me,
you say,
if you weren’t
already taken.
a nostalgic love note to myself and joe, in bygone days.
remember those days?(so many millions of miles away now… ) of slow dancing to patsy clinein small-town dive bars and… Read more a nostalgic love note to myself and joe, in bygone days.
a question to ponder (with potentially life- and astrally-significant implications)
in my dreams, i feel you. your skin hot against mine, trembling in polyrhythm with my heart… you paint kisses… Read more a question to ponder (with potentially life- and astrally-significant implications)
a poem.
there are ways in which your mere existence is wildly distracting to me.
sacred communing
my mind bends with desire for you. deliciously frustrating, you are. i hate you. and i .
poetic notes that are entirely non-work-related
i sit on my porch the early summer breeze blowing over my bare shoulders… reading about [*goddess] isis and dreamily imagining… Read more poetic notes that are entirely non-work-related
reflections on a difficult break-up
i’ve been on a journey. one of the most important of my life. and a journey that is entirely invisible… Read more reflections on a difficult break-up
everything reminds me of you.
everything i see reminds me of the way you used to slide your hand along my skin as i lay,… Read more everything reminds me of you.
i have wondered sometimes
i have wondered sometimes if this heat with you this meltingyearningaching this rush of emotion and sensation that entirely overpowers… Read more i have wondered sometimes
untitled
your love demands my existence. perhaps some days.. you forget the weariness the constant vigilance of remembering to exist.