Flames of promises

She’s left much more behind than a single blonde hair on my pillow. Inspiration oozing, like rain overflowing the leaves of a willow. Feelings unchained as her absence is felt. Flames of promises ignited from a kiss. This night everything what’s known about her, I miss.

Remembering

Feels like I’ve been here so long. So I strain to think back, to when things weren’t so wrong. But all I see is my hands cuffed in a sweatbox. So I strive even harder, trying to forget about locks. No! I’m in a cold court cell and like a scared snail, I retreat aloneContinue reading “Remembering”

Thoughts in my old mans truck

We lent my old mans truck filled that monster up, and headed southwest across the border. In wellington wet walks your face shone a smile. With red wine and firelight I know a part of heaven my eyes have seen. Raindrops on the ifor ping, in Swallow falls I am aware love is strong. IContinue reading “Thoughts in my old mans truck”