Like a one winged
butterfly
I turn circles in the sky
Lost and spiraling down
...
Ive been looking
but cannot find
a soul so incomplete
it could be completed with mine
...
How could I ever capture
you
in words
How do I describe the feeling
...
Who is to define
what is poetry
and what is not
...
You have never
Loved
until you hold your child
brand new and innocent
...
be careful
with my love
not because I am fragile
as in the sense of a roses stem
...
the summer is ending
I feel Septembers
Cold fingers
reaching around the
...
I see her face
in the shattered mirror
of my world
and in this moment
...
fighting this burning
my fingers are yearning
to twist this blade
inside your heart
...
you shake your hair
and my dreams fall
like arrows shot
from Cupid's bow
...