To the End of Love
The bridegroom took his budding love, they snuck off to the side, and while the wedding party danced, he …
Category: . Romantic
memos to love, overlooked in a crowd
wake me when the careless moon impales on naked branches and stardust thrashes through ocean waves before surrendering to the …
Leaving Leelanau
I am from Utah, born and raised, but anyone would be amazed to follow where the heron go, or wonder …
Toward Brighter Nights
Attending school and working in the day I’m occupied, but that’s not true at night. My lonely longing comes when …
Dust & Vapor
I have this dream. One where I sit at my desk, a broad rich surface made of Tigers Eye Maple. …
My perfume is sweeter
My perfume is sweeter than Vegas, than streets littered with naked cardboard women, than flashing lights and men impersonating Elvis. …
On Whims and Foolish Things
Were I to distil my thoughts of late I dare say I’d pour them all quite completely into a kiss …
The Thunderstorm
Outside, the night is filled with mighty thunder; within, there dwells sweet harmony’s domain. And though bright lightning rips the …