The Cost Of Sin When Innocence Win

The sting in a whisper! I burn from the bitter envy within my exhausted heart, exuberance! I'm enraged by your innocence, I'm dismayed by my impatience. Cast a stone upon the waters and see the blue brilliant ripples riding the wave, the power of your essence steals my resolve, its stubborn reluctance never fades. I…Read more The Cost Of Sin When Innocence Win

Her Will, My Might

I see the nakedness of your will, unspoken words cascading down a rutted gully, that space between shadow and light, a thief in the night. No! you speak not of needs, desperate wants leaching through eyes that bleed, you care not as I whimper, concede not when they whisper. You bind the hearts of men…Read more Her Will, My Might

The Will Of A Broken Heart

Those who wonder and don't know why I often don't understand don't even try. The warmth in your smile in pain's piles that caution in your eyes before hope dies. The will to muster that unconvincing buster oh passions toll before your hand must fold. Then take heed of that power before you lie know…Read more The Will Of A Broken Heart

MY MINDS EYE

My mind's eye what do I see, what's to come for you and me the clouds above are inflamed, the coming rain rejects your pain. Memories and the things never said, un-fulfillment when your dead this sorrow will not ease your strain, a lesson learned with disdain. Oh fearless heart hear my cries, in my mind's…Read more MY MINDS EYE

The Fool I Was About The Cost Of Love

The gravity of a harden heart, this irrationality that pride would refuse a fresh start. The fierce focus in my lack of forgiveness, the imprudence of my denial would not improve this. This scornful selfishness deceived my anxious mind, I now taste the sourness in sadness a reward that's all mine My need of that…Read more The Fool I Was About The Cost Of Love

That’s The Women That I Am

That's the women that I am, do you really understand   There is an abundance of style and grace, the dynamics in the curves of my face, for those with an open mind, can you see the brilliant buoyancy that is mine. Feel the warmth that is my smile, ill-tempered impatience is not apart of…Read more That’s The Women That I Am