a winter morning haiku
coffee so dark and creamy aquamarine sky a lone crow cries out to me
divine | faith | love | mystery | photography | poetry | sexuality | the delicious now
Haiku of Surrender (and a song)
My wrists and your fingertips. Words measured with care Splay me wide open. I’m yours.
love | mystery | photography | poetry | sexuality | the delicious now
winter ellipses
winter ellipses shimmering essence like butterfly wings– caressing opening softly 1000 roses petals breaking through– defenses illuminated darkness with nocturnal eyes treading softly in– surrender
love | photography | poetry | self-excavation
find the key
i feel it poetry lives inside you behind those eyes that hold secrets of unknown fertile lands why not find the key and open the door to your golden heart?
love | mystery | photography | poetry | self-excavation | sexuality
with flaming swords
Qasida of the Woman Prone by Federico Garcia Lorca To see you naked is to remember the Earth, the smooth Earth, clean of horses, the Earth without reeds, pure form, closed to the future, confine of silver. To see you naked is to understand the desire of rain that looks for the delicate waist, or…
every step an act of faith
“You cannot travel the path until you have become the path itself” ~Buddha each step i am destined to take illuminates itself. as i travel in the dark, unseen hands keep me from taking a wrong turn. every breath every step every moment is an act of faith and sublime s u r r e…