for my heart…
tonight I smelled your soul walk by, your face upon the moon. stars whisper your name, do you hear me say, I love you?
I am a poet and artist, who like an old rain gutter, these things constantly collect and pour from my mouth.
embraced in the arms of my beloved I am consumed by a fire of warm rose petals laced with hot pokers.
snowflakes fall like frozen years of joy