Latest Poetry: Cinderella Redux
He went from Prince Charming To Prince Alarming But I’ll be fine The glass slipper Was too tight and absurd anyway
A Poem of Longing: A Greater Sense of Your Touch
If only I could be… the impression of your watch left on your flesh or the fire of the match you strike out of necessity or pleasure or just one of your slippers that warms you in the morning or any one of the lingering stubs, albeit stubborn, left anywhere from your shave do…
Truths of Love Poem: What I Know About Love
It bursts like a rocket- and likewise crashes. Honesty means everything. No Lie. When it is blue, it’s true. In relationships, to believe is not enough. And no one should be made to feel alone in it- not ever.
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