Just enough
to get the juices flowing the right way, that’s the excuse
the truth is the burn and slight dalliances within the mind so subtle and sweet are too seductive
some fall victim, others feign control, even more just
ACCEPT
It’s the price of
Sorrow are poems that I’ve constructed with heavy soul and or heart. Times have seemed bleak but somehow I’ve always found a light. Remember there’s always a light somewhere.
to get the juices flowing the right way, that’s the excuse
the truth is the burn and slight dalliances within the mind so subtle and sweet are too seductive
some fall victim, others feign control, even more just
ACCEPT
It’s the price of
Pour myself into these pages
a prison of my own design Continue reading Sweetened Whispers
Tomorrow I will sleep
far into the day
for I realize now
the disappointment of
words
Spoken in jilted tongue Continue reading Belong