In dreams I dance on a lake sliding upon the ice In life It’s been many years since But the thought of it sure is nice In Dreams I climb tall mountains Reach the summit Throw my hands in the air In life I climb metaphoric peaks Like, How do I get rid of thisContinue reading “In Dreams”
Read the first draft on my blog as I write it.
Dark child What sickness awaits beyond your perfect lips? It must be difficult to conceal the darkness that lurks behind your smile. But, Just as hard, is my task to balance these feelings of sorrow with the joy of your touch Deeply wounded I now know what I must do What mission I must completeContinue reading “Final Rattle”
I call this one…breathless.
Another one of my favorites! Just ran across this in my old files.