Returning to what soothes me,
Knowing I’ve been there before.
Feeling the salty air on my neck,
Proves a longing I can’t ignore.
Sea captain living with the horizon,
Maybe it’s time you come ashore.
Tag Archives: Musings
Crimson Vision
The Greatest Man
Homecoming
Somewhere In Between
Divided by who she is and must be,
Complicated beauty, spinning.
Broken trust, yet willing to thrive,
Found from somewhere deep inside.
Torn between suffocating her color,
And accepting that which brings her life.
A painted essence you can see,
One she’ll deny continously.
You’ll want to rescue her, catch her,
Have the hand she leans towards first.
Know she’s twirling effortlessly,
Used to living sublimely,
Dedicated to using what’s hers,
Independence, her curse.
Feeding
Lustrous Muse
Exposed
Feeling You
Address Unknown
My Morning Request
Longing Souls
My Fear
Before heavy eyes conquer this lady
I humbly confess to remembering
Vivid pictures of our beginning
Slowly teetering on becoming
Time that never was or isn’t
Proving that we don’t exist
My mind, that of a dreamer

















