Love, Hold When The Cold Winds Blow

My silent screams for your kiss that’s upon the winds, my abandon dream, a team of two hearts with one seam. My Tears lay bear the fallow land that needs to be sown, the fruits of love bear the seeds that need to be grown. Lay still the cold chill that comes to steal from lovers…Read more Love, Hold When The Cold Winds Blow

I’m Along My Mother Is Gone

This shroud of death distinguishing yesterdays light a moment mourns memories, my woe in that imagery. The rituals in this vigil, numb my vows before this foe a keepsake your tenderness glows as the winds blow. Gathering griefs gratitude at the grave site, before tonight sorrows solemn sadness recounting the blight that's insight. Heed the…Read more I’m Along My Mother Is Gone

A Fenced Pride Love Stay On Your Side

Our fence building begins from within, the defensive block-aides to offensive barricades. Your classical concentrated clang of civility, lying mental form-fitting focus foiled by inflexibility. Mastering the shuffling rules of stamina and strength, attack my base gauntlet in place, advance at your fate. Still you'll flick this fancy fast-moving footwork, muscles memory moves masked emotions just…Read more A Fenced Pride Love Stay On Your Side

Lust Shame! And Sin, You Burn Under My Skin

My lust cries out to your scent upon the wind, you failed to give in, you burn under my skin. Your demands your bold my pride l fold, I demand to come in, you burn under my skin. Your eyes they tease, on my knees I say please, you are my sin! you burn under…Read more Lust Shame! And Sin, You Burn Under My Skin

Cries In The Night, My Desperate Plight

Those gathering storm clouds, extinguishing my life that should have been, is this the end. Distant memories collected through turbulent waves over time, your kiss! is no longer mine. Volatile winds; scattering the flames of passion, those smothering ashes as it happens. Standing on the edge of this abyss, the rhythm in a life that no…Read more Cries In The Night, My Desperate Plight

Emotional Trust Now Blowing Dust

When peering into the darkness when it calls on to thee, I will see not the need in her touch she placed upon me. This shroud that's concealing wants denied, this burdens placed upon my heart by my burning pride. Yes! this nectar dripping tryst within your lustful drenching bliss, still I hear those cries in your past lies before we kiss.…Read more Emotional Trust Now Blowing Dust