he is my bliss
I do not want to
betray
his tenderness
...
he sees the light
behind my laughter
he sees the rainbow
around my shoulders
...
We walked on the sand near the ocean
The waves touched my feet
The water was cool
I held onto him.
...
wasted youth on
being wasted
tasting the lips of liars
with checkered pasts
...
she no longer
daydreamed
of sunsets
nor of a man on a
...
the white paper
reminds me of the white dove
that sat all night
perched
...
I saw God
in three dolphins
swimming
I sat in his sandbox
...