player haiku
first, you touched my heart
i let you touch my body
you stopped touching both
I enjoy my comfortable life of machines, computers and having my garbage picked up. I appreciate being able to connect with people, learn, create and expand through technology. I also see so many people losing touch with the world around them. Not taking the time to smell, touch, taste, feel and experience the real world…
on my way to him a harbinger wind whipped ferociously the clouds shedding their tears. we spoke of poison and offerings of medicine losses and redemption poems and tears. tonight, my room is drenched in moonlight and I wrap the fabric of our time together around me like a cloak I want to wear more…
beyond the fairy tale [or what is romantic love anyway?] Prince William married a commoner recently sending hearts aflutter across the Western world. (But not mine.) I find myself wondering if I am jaded or just seasoned in my years—tempered in the fire of pain, loss and the harsh reality of a would-be princess who…