I felt it when it broke, I thought it was life’s cruel joke. It would seem I was on a path, one littered with good intentions. It was almost surreal, How the sky was a deep burgundy, and the clouds were gray. The world seemed cold, but the air was…

Love’s Language whats your love language, was her opening question. I told her I didn't believe that Love had a general language. Love was more of a private language, that was once lost amongst the ashes in the sea. Love is kind, and Love doesn't keep score, so if Loves…

There are few words that come to mind, When I think of you. But the main one is mine. For weeks I savored the flavor of you, hoping to escape reality’s cold clasp. However it was fantasy’s warm hand that locked me into your perfect grasp. It was the perfect…

sleeping in shifts, because the words are piercing my dreams; with schemes that alter the backdrop of my dreams. like the faces of hypothetical lovers changing, into past indiscretions ranging from lust to high key vibrational loves. listening to music with high notes that soar like doves. Something about the…

I found peace in a vase similar to this. I wanted my remains in one, but I hoped it came with a lid. Perhaps my ashes would get caught up in a whirlwind? But that vase was not an urn; it had stars draped all over it. It gave me…

Melodies from heaven rain down on me. Hard to read those lyrics and not sing or humm them. I want that kind of feeling when they mention you and I. That when you think of her, you subconsciously have to acknowledge Him. Like thinking of Whitney, you most definitely think…

Have you ever dreamed in what felt like 3d? Like you could feel the heat, and texture of your loved ones? I demanded more than to dream I’m color, I had to feel,taste, smell, and hear it all. I dared to be great until I heard them say great doesn’t change your life, it simply appeases the opinions of those whom you seek to please. Wildly awaiting awaken from a dream that the others in this world would have you to believe is the only way to achieve some GREAT feat!

I have an appetite And my stomach always growls at night See I like to feast in the moonlight Sometimes I eat outside Other times I eat inside See I can turn almost any environment, to a bed-side. Let me not get away from my thoughts I prefer my meal to be hot But not piping, it must be fresh, and natural, I don’t Like when its store bought. Like farm to table. I want to eat everything that sits below her navel.

Before you give my love away… I want to rest my bones in the marrow of where you lay. See I believe that if I can sleep in a place so deep inside of you, Queen… I may be able to parlay, a bid in what every man dreams of……