Poetry and song lyrics I have written.

The Unmatched Beauty of Your Eyes

The Unmatched Beauty of Your Eyes

I've watched the sun rise over the mountains. I've watched the sun set over the ocean. I've danced under the full moon, deep in the ancient woods. I've walked through the gardens of kings, filled with ten thousand butterflies and flowers; But I've never seen anything...

Starved for Touch

Starved for Touch

Can I just… I don’t know Play with your hair, or something? Can we hold hands? Put your head on my shoulder, Or let me lie with my head in your lap. Stroke my temples And the sides of my face. Kiss my forehead Wrap your arms around me, And hold me. Let me cry. Let me...

Sit With Me

Sit With Me

Sit with me. Lie with me. Be with me. Let me show you All the ways A heart can touch a heart A soul can touch a soul And a body can touch a body. Image by M Jurcevic from Pixabay

Show Me

Show Me

Show me The parts you never show anyone The scars The blemishes Everything you don't love. Let me show you How beautiful all those parts are. Show me your wounds. Let me show you How healing my kisses can be. Image by Виктория...

Come My Love

Come My Love

Come, my love. Let’s watch the rain, Or the snow. Let’s watch the sunrise, Or the sunset. Let’s share A simple life Full of love And laughter And a million quiet moments Such as these. Image by 5688709 from Pixabay

Giving Thanks

Giving Thanks

When you are alone, Be thankful for peace and serenity. When you are with loved ones, Be thankful for each other, And the connection you share. There is always something to be thankful for This day, and all days.

Solitude

Solitude

Solitude slips into loneliness, And sadness slips into melancholy. Winter, it seems, has taken root in my soul. Ice flows through my veins; My heart is frozen between beats. Time stops, and there is no hope of a spring thaw To release me from my self-imposed exile....

My Body Is A Prison

My Body Is A Prison

My body is a prison, I cannot escape. Or, I guess I could... The door is always open. But what lies beyond the door? Perhaps it is nothing; Perhaps it is more pain. Perhaps it is the beautiful lie So many believe. The fear of the unknown Is what keeps me locked...

I Move

I Move

I Move Between the realms Of Darkness and Light With comfort and ease. The Light does not burn me; The Darkness does not scare me. Neither blinds me; Both comfort me. I am Love, and Light, and Peace, And I am Anger, and Fire, and Steel. I am Isis, and Kuan-Yin,...

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